These last couple of weeks have been crazy. Crazy good.Let's see, it started with a trip to the dermatologist. I had a spot on my leg that had gotten weird. I wasn't too concerned - no, that's not true - I was a little worried, but I guess that's normal. Karen, urged me to make... Continue Reading →
My mother, although a huge fan of my words, occasionally, over the years, made her longings known for my writing to take a turn: “I wish Suzanne would write something that could be printed in the Ladies’ Home Journal.” Translation: “sweet—not dark and violent and disturbing.”
When I was little, I had an imaginary friend, his name was Uncle Wilkensack. Actually, I had twenty one imaginary friends because Uncle Wilkensack had a wife, they had seventeen kids and they had two pet alligators. I can still remember the first time I met them. I was sick with a high fever, lying... Continue Reading →
Something else happened while I was there that I’ll be forever grateful for. My seventh grade science teacher, Nita Heilman, reached out to me on FaceBook and asked if I’d like to volunteer at St. Bethlehem at Room in the Inn. I jumped at the chance.
Another Moe. Yesterday, I’d just come home from a fun day at Karen’s house. Part work and part play. We talked about some edits on my manuscript and then we painted a corner cabinet and she let me do some funky spray paint on another piece. Imagine farmhouse graffiti – I promise it’s prettier than... Continue Reading →
Wandering Wednesday. We had a fun week of adventures. It started when I saw Oscar, the gopher tortoise that lives in the dunes on the way to the beach. He was enjoying the morning sun, hanging out, looking over his front yard. I didn’t have my camera that day, but I saw him again today... Continue Reading →
Last October, my buddy Mary Beth, a nurse I'd worked with at Vandy, the pups, and I took a trip to Pensacola, Florida. It was a spur of the moment trip – she called on a Tuesday and said, “I’ve got a long weekend coming up, want to go to the beach?” “Uh, YES.” I... Continue Reading →
Okay, here goes. This is one of my all-time favorite stories from my job at Monroe Carrell Jr. Children's Hospital - aka Vandy Children's. About three years ago I called a patient back for her echo. She was around fourteen and adorable. She had gone a little heavy on the eyeliner, but her Carhart jacket... Continue Reading →