I have a long history with church. While my dad was leading singing, my mom was prepping communion and teaching Sunday school. I have secretly wondered if I was born at the hospital or in a church pew, because I have few memories that didn’t include our small church. That church family was my lifeline.…… Continue reading Moment of Truth Monday
Diving competition took us to Atlanta, Georgia several years ago. We watched multiple sessions of diving, visited Olympic Park, caught up with old friends, and consumed too many calories (thank you, chicken and waffles). Of all the wonderful experiences on that trip, there was one that stood out among the rest. During a break in…… Continue reading Moment of Truth Monday
I am a sucker for a shortcut. Back roads, secret paths, makeup wipes, and wrinkle-free spray are a few of my favorites. If there is a “less work, more chill” way, I’ve explored it. If you’ve thrown your clothes in the dryer to get out the wrinkles, you know exactly what I’m talking about here.…… Continue reading Moment of Truth Monday
I’m not a terribly nostalgic person. I appreciate memories of past events, places, and experiences, but I don’t typically yearn for the former. There’s a distinct difference between looking back, and longing to go back. Rarely do I long to go back. We had snow in South Texas in twenty seventeen. Real snow is a…… Continue reading Moment of Truth Monday
Christmas is my favorite time of the year. Despite difficult relationships, circumstances, and emotions, the season offers a renewed sense of hope and wonder. There is a mix of mystery and whimsy that begins budding and stirs memories as soon as the Thanksgiving meal ends. I delight in remembering the time at my grandparent’s house…… Continue reading Moment of Truth Monday
I have a hard time throwing things away. I don’t think I’m hoarder status, but I can certainly justify keeping all manner of strange things. I was feeling particularly conflicted last week about the beautiful pumpkins occupying space on my porch steps and dining table. The season had passed, but goodness I didn’t feel good…… Continue reading Moment of Truth Monday
I am a survivor of 1980’s train-wreck trends. Some of those include but are not limited to: parachute pants {mine were gray}, a single white glove {thank you, Michael Jackson}, feathered hair, mullets, multiple ear piercings, large Esprit book bags, moon boots, and tight-rolled jeans. Pictures from this decade cause me to cringe and turn…… Continue reading Moment of Truth Monday
Whales intrigue me. Just ask my family, my favorite pastime is whale watching. Their behaviors and instincts fascinate me because they create amazing backdrops for life lessons. Whales follow a specific pattern {a rhythm, if you will} that I would like to emulate. Whales feed in the cold waters of Alaska before making a six-week…… Continue reading Moment of Truth Monday
Traditions are nice. I appreciate how they offer a baseline for routine, because I love a good plan. Hearing stories of what others do “every year” for holidays is a great instructor for those of us that can’t do the same thing year after year. For some, it’s a matter of distance and finance. For…… Continue reading Moment of Truth Monday
Wearing a disguise, pretending to be someone/something else, and escaping the ordinary daily routine was my favorite part of Halloween as a child. The distinct scent of plastic costumes was second only to the smell of a new iron-on t-shirt from Peggy’s Top Shop. Along with my sisters, we collected candy in pillowcases, stayed out…… Continue reading Moment of Truth Monday
Alyssa DeLosSantos 