Today would have been my Great Grandmother Stewart’s birthday. She died when I was teenager. She was a big deal when I was growing up because she did the lion’s share of raising my Mom. In Mom’s eyes, the sun rose and set in Granny Stewart. Granny Stewart was simple but magnificent. I’ve thought on …

I am not a hugger. The people who know me best are very well aware of that. I’ve mentioned it a few times in my writings so it might ring a bell to you as well. It’s not that I hate them, I just like my personal space. I also don’t want to go jump …

We typically celebrate “homecomings” in the fall. Churches, schools, it’s a common practice to take a day or weekend to go back home and celebrate the place or time you were there. So much talk of homecomings has put fresh thoughts back in my head about “home.” I’ve thought a lot about this topic in …