Snapbacks and Tutus

Learning to embrace the mess and writing about it

Sweet Melancholy

But beautiful melancholy invites nuance and complexity.  It allows me to take the vastly polar ends of the emotional spectrum in stride, recognizing the transience of both. There is something about Louisiana in the odd uneven throes of August. Despite the muggy heat, the Mississippi Delta air is surprisingly pleasant, soft like silk on skin, […]

Ivy Jane

Ivy Jane was not like other little girls. With coffee-colored curls and rich mahogany skin, she had a magnetic way of commanding a room.  Behind the beautiful glow of mischief in her dusty brown eyes was a silent and mystifying yearning. And like the sound of a classical piano, her soul swayed through the profound […]

Deep Waters

I love the quiet ferocity of the sea.  There is something magical and yet menacing in the wet, briny air, silver at dawn, and deep blue at noon.  I am drawn to it, an unpredictable living thing, calm and welcoming, with open arms to embrace its audience one moment, and explosive and quick-tempered the next, […]

What If?

Today I wore a pair of threadbare yoga pants and an unembellished oversized sweatshirt.  I have yet to shower, and the  pallor of my face is make-up free.  In the blush of early morning, I grabbed a worn-out blanket to cover myself, though the air outside is moderate and welcoming.  Life can be so slippery.  […]

Too Much

I could feel the familiar catch in my throat, and the sting of tears in my eyes as the noise of the room grew in uncomfortable tension.  I was steadfast, optimistic, and overprepared for what the morning meeting would hold – or so I believed.  But there were veiled ambushes and pointed statements, and the […]

Where Exes Go to Grieve

There are things my heart and mind will never be in concert over. The death of someone I loved is one of those things. Human nature can be so contrary.  How do I grieve for a man who in life found a million ways to both infuriate and endear? The anniversary date of Keith’s passing was […]

The Christmas that Is

It is December, and the world feels too loud, too fast, and too demanding. “Happy, Merry and Joyful” greet me at every turn, but in all honesty, the words and traditions associated with the Holidays often leave me wishing for a quiet place to hide until the advent of a new year.  Time has undoubtedly […]

How Can We?

“How can we seek a compassion that can stand in awe of what ‘people’ have to carry, rather than stand in judgment at how they carry it?” It was a Sunday morning, and I was, as is typical of most Sunday mornings, harried and rushed.  By the time I wrestled open the heavy doors of […]

The Bright Side of Broken

I love the early morning, that momentary gap, where the borders of day and night are ill-defined.  The momentum of life is stilled, and the air is uncluttered with conversation. There is a quiet sense of something lost, and yet I know that in the deepest dark before dawn, God is preparing for the arrival […]

“Be Gentle Little Thunderstorm”

“Be gentle little thunderstorm; the world is just not ready”  ~ A.J Lawless On summer days beside the sea, there is a gentle rhythm to life.  The tempo is lazy, and the timbre is mellow and mild.  But as the oppressive heat of mid-day reaches its peak, the horizon begins to blush a bluish-black.  A […]

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