Momma of God

Mother of God

I was talking with a friend from New Orleans the other day. Before she became a widow she was a pastor’s wife. We were chatting about the things women our age talk about – men and babies (and no that’s not always a redundant pairing), and about the gifts we ought to (read: deserve to) [Read More...]

Ramblin Woman Part II

Those of you who have read the memoir might recall the chapter “Dublin Doings”. Mama moved us from Columbus to Dublin, one very hot Georgia summer, so she could work at the Carl Vinson VA Hospital. As Forrest Gump once said: That’s all I got to say about that. Mama says the hospital was so [Read More...]


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