…and I must go.

This starts off sounding a little sad, but stay with me, I promise you a triumph of the spirit at the end. My friend, Jill, who is wise well beyond her years, told me about an article she read saying that we don’t always recognize our “last times” when they happen. You don’t realize it’s…

The Ocean is calling…

I’m not a “lay out on the beach until you are fried like KFC” kind of person. I’m a Tennessee girl, and given a choice, most of the time, I will chose the mountains. Until I don’t. I am drawn to the ocean for so many reasons–too many to name in one post–but let me…