All Posts By: elizabethc

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Space-Time Continuum

Sunday brings with it the promise of a fresh start, an opportunity for change, a new way forward. Sunday’s place on the calendar is consistent. For centuries, it has come once every six days and follows Saturday. No surprises. Sunday, unlike the other six days of the week, is rumored to be a day of […]

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Sacred Space

Everyone has a sacred space. A place that allows time for quiet and adjustment, a reset, a place to listen for God.  It’s a deeply personal space and can be found almost anywhere: a bedroom, broom closet, inside the car on a morning commute.  Some can even create space in their own minds, no matter […]

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Back-to-School: Wrestle This

You know, marriage and motherhood is a funny thing. If you stick with it long enough, eventually you will experience surreal moments that can best be described as out-of-body experiences. Moments that leave you wondering, “How did I get here? Who am I?” In my wildest imagination, I would have never believed that one day […]

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Summertime Blues

Hoss and Nana are “big city” grandparents. They live about four hours away from us, so they don’t get to spend as much time with the children as they’d like, but summertime means special trips and changes in scenery. So, last week the boys were camping with them in north Georgia. With both Jamie and […]

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Tiny Earthquakes

I don’t like leaving my office during the day. First of all, it’s South Georgia in July.  So, I may as well be living on the surface of a very humid sun.  For example,  I straightened my hair this morning before work.  Then, I walked the dog which took all of about seven minutes.  I put […]

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The Camp

When Nanny and Pops went to the camp, they most always took me.  Pops built the camp in 1961 on a shady lot on the banks of the Itchuaway-Notchuway Creek in Baker County, Georgia.  It was a joint purchase between Pops and four of his siblings, but he constructed and wired the house himself. By […]

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The Refrigerator, A Sequel

“Babe, we might have to call somebody,” I said, using the small, quiet, whispery voice I use when I’m breaking bad news. After the thorough cleaning I’d already given it, the smell emanating from the refrigerator should’ve disappeared, but it hadn’t. Within 24 hours it had gone from curious and off-putting to unbearable, and I […]

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The Refrigerator

This is part one of a two-part post. Although written in the middle of March Madness, it is as pertinent today as it was then. The only thing that’s changed is that in the summertime, the only one to meet me at the door in the afternoon is Paisley, and the irony is I miss the madness.  […]

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Growing Up

Daddy and I have always been close. Always. Until I was about fourteen or so, I had a healthy dose of equal parts fear of and respect and adoration for him. As I got older, there was less and less fear and more and more respect and adoration.

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Krakengard’s Revenge

“Hey, I really need you to look at something.”  I was loading the dishwasher when Jamie got my attention.  At our house this sentence can mean one of about three things: 1)  I need you to look at a really cool work something on my computer. 2)  I need you to look at the unusually […]