It’s 8:15AM on a Wednesday. I’m sitting at the kitchen table, right beside our big front window with an iced coffee, our little boring street serving as the perfect morning backdrop for some writing. Straight ahead of me, our three dogs are sleeping on the couch. I keep a watchful eye on them, one in particular. I know that I should write now because in … Continue reading Truce.
So for those of you that are late to the party… I’m engaged. Yes, I know. Start praying to your God because the apocalypse is near. Ha. But really. Thirty-one days ago, I said “Yes” to a guy who kneeled down beside our bed with a big diamond ring. While I sat there, makeup-less and sporting bulldog pajama pants, completely stunned. It was without a … Continue reading The beauty and total weird-ness of “engaged”
It’s a weird thing. I have literally thought to myself and/or said out loud to others, “I really feel like blogging” and yet… nothing. For quite awhile now. That is always a huge indicator for me. I write when I have something that needs to be said. When the desire to write my heart, read it back, and allow myself to process is more overwhelming … Continue reading everything in the middle of nowhere.
http://www.RachelWilliamsOnline.com I don’t know when it happened exactly. I just know it happened. It wasn’t overnight. It wasn’t one catastrophic event. It wasn’t someone’s words that lingered. It wasn’t one specific loss that did me in. So I guess it was an endless series of things…life…that didn’t seem all that noticeable at the time but “out of nowhere”, somehow, it all culminated into a big ball of everything. Defeat. … Continue reading Burden or light.
Yards. Lawns. People take such pride in them, right? Mowing, watering, landscaping, gardening. Personally, I never got into it. However, I do remember how I enjoyed using my push lawn mower in my first rental house. **See photo below for proof** I was about 21 years old, renting a one bedroom, 500 square foot house on a dead end street in East Nashville. Mowing my lawn was my way of … Continue reading What is mine…