I was never the little girl that dreamed about dresses that swooshed.  I dreamed about mud huts in Africa and unexplored jungles in the Amazon.  I dreamed about writing books and being a back-up singer for Reba.  Those were my fairy tales.
At least I thought they were.

And if you’re interested there are some photos here.

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I’ve had lots of hard days in Colombia.  I’m woman enough to admit that.
There was the Virus o’ Death and the time I made a scene in an airport. There was the apartment flood and the day my computer crashed.  Oh, and that one particular ride home from the valley when I nearly tossed my [...]

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We’re sitting in her living room, the smell of peanut butter and marshmallows hanging in the air like day-old birthday balloons.  The heat of a Mississippi summer and the buzz of an oscillating fan are lulling me to sleep and Gran is rocking in her blue chair.
She’s humming a song she’s made up as she [...]

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My brother works entirely too hard.  He’s successful and good with finances and long term planning.  He can fit in at a dinner with more forks than he needs and he’s right at home with a bunch of small town rednecks talking about hunting season or cleaning fish.
He’s versatile like that.
Brother reads this here blog [...]

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I love it when that old man calls me.  He makes me laugh and feel like I’m still his little girl.
Most of the time a song we love is playing on the radio and he turns up the volume so we can both hear it.
And sometimes he’s thinking of a song we love and wants [...]

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