Full Frontal

(read "I Went To Jared" prior to reading) It was a Thursday afternoon in downtown Fairhope, Alabama. Mr. Right had been out of town all week and decided to give me a day off. With laptop, journal and chai latte in hand—I fled the chaos of my normal life and got cozy in my favorite … Continue reading Full Frontal

The Fall

I remember it like it was yesterday, Sister was 4 years old. Her hair was a golden brown bob with a big purple bow. Her cheeks were chunky—the last characteristic she still had from her babyhood. She had dressed herself in a full pink tutu, a shimmery tube top from a mermaid costume, and a … Continue reading The Fall