I have been through more difficult stuff in my life, than most people know or ever will. Have I made mistakes? I am human, so yeah, but the difficult stuff I survived was not my fault. I beat myself up over stuff that was not my fault for a long time…years. I thought I disappointed
Category: Kirk
If you have been following this blog for a while you are aware that my paternal grandfather, who the world called Kirk, and my maternal grandmother, my granny, were two of the most important influences in my life. They still are. Both are my angels now, and I always want to make them proud of
Music is a very visceral experience for me. Before I became a fan of Zac Brown Band, I knew who they were. Being a lifelong Georgian, you cannot not know who Zac Brown Band are. I thought they were talented. I did not get the band until the first single off Jekyll and Hyde. Hearing
My grandaddy, who the world called, Kirk was quiet. He preferred watching and soaking it all in. Then he would say his piece. If you were smart when he talked: you listened. He never wasted words. He also was one of the most fun people I ever met. He and I were quite the dynamic
For Christmas when I was a little girl, the family went in together and bought Granny a big, comfortable, recliner. As the baby of her grandchildren, I was the only one who was tiny enough to fit in her fancy chair with her. I asked if I could sit with her. In case you all
Authors note thank you for your patience with me and the writing of this blog post. Since Thursday, life has been chaotic for my immediate family, and I. Everything is going to be fine. However, I needed to focus on family more than writing until today. Now onto the block post I had planned to
Kirk, my paternal grandfather, who I called granddaddy was a wealth of wisdom. He was a man of few words but when he did talk people listened to him me most of all. For those of you who don’t know, he had Parkinson’s disease the whole time I had the pleasure of knowing him on
This is a blog post honoring two men I love very much for Father’s Day. Dad: You have always treated my CP as something that limits me in some ways, sure, but never as a reason for me not to dream as big as possible. I’m blessed that you and mama always see possibilities not
My outlook on life is absolutely a choice. I knew from a very early age I had a choice every day when I woke up as to how I was going to approach my condition. My granddaddy, who the world called Kirk, made sure I knew it was a choice. Kirk led by example. For
My Aunt Judy’s transition to Heaven got me thinking how do we honor those we love who are no longer here. I have several ideas because I want to make my life count in honor of Aunt Judy, Kirk, and Granny. Living in a way that makes them proud is important to me. I also