I wrote this piece in memory of my father-in-law Ray Echols at the time of his death in 2017. It includes lyrics from Willie Nelson’s song, Blue Eyes Crying in the Rain. “Hippocampus, Greek for seahorse…” are the only words I remember from our neurology visit. As we...
There may come a time When you’ll be tired, As tired as a dream that wants to die. This is how I see my blog: a dream that wants to die. In keeping it alive, I’m fighting against many hooded blessings: motherhood, wifehood, daughterhood, employee-hood, community...
