Thanks on Thanksgiving

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Today was my second Thanksgiving at my daughter’s in-law’s house which I fondly call, Casa York. It was also the seventeenth year of my mom’s passing. I was grateful to be surrounded by people who love me and call me family.

Spending time with the York family has been such a far cry from the quiet existence my daughter and I shared for twenty three years. Our family of two has grown to more than a dozen.

Psalm 68:6 came to mind.

God sets the lonely in families.

Seeing her — and me! — surrounded by so much love, I couldn’t ask for anything more.

Cool Nashville

Demonbreun St.I never would’ve discovered as much of Nashville as I have over the past month since I started driving part-time for a ride sharing service. I’m slowly learning the city like I’ve learned the back of my hand: its nooks, crannies, bumps, and ridges.

Now, I need to actually carve out the time to go inside the places or go to the events where I drop people off. Nashville has so much to offer!

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I love this city almost as much as I love this other place. Maybe I want to live here someday. 

 

The Two Job Shuffle

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Life as a single mom has kept me juggling two jobs over more than two decades. From being a successful voiceover artist to a housekeeper at the mall, I’ve mastered the art of juggling jobs. Now that my daughter has married, I still work two jobs to a) get out of debt, and b) stay busy.

Find out what holding two jobs has looked like for me in this episode.

Ten Percent

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Losing weight and keeping it off don’t often go hand in hand according to research on obesity that says our hormones are not on our side. More than eighty percent of people who lose weight gain it back in two years.

I lost fifty pounds over the course of thirteen months and it only took me one harsh winter and the comfort of carbs to see the return of six pounds. My clothes still fit perfectly and I’m still the same size but the scale does not lie.

 

 

My Summer with Sailors

Photo credit Cris Medina | Passionart (@HEKAU | @Passionart)

Photo credit Cris Medina | Passionart (@HEKAU | @Passionart)

The Winter Olympics has come and gone and I’m remembering a summer I spent with sailors. I packed my bags, left my twenty month-old daughter in the care of my mom, and spent ten days at the beach.

It was 1991. I was working in radio and had only been a wife and mom for a little under two years. Call it irresponsible; call it crazy. It was something I simply had to do.

The me I am now though would not leave my child behind the way I did, but in the same breath I don’t necessarily regret doing what I did. I guess I got lucky. Kyera was with my mom and then husband. Whose better care could she have been in?

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