Reba
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Alright y’all. Sorry for the late post this week. I was busy putting finishing touches on part of my manuscript to send to my editor/proofreader. Yeah. I actually hired one. Insane, I know. It feels like I’ve handed over a piece of my soul. It feels jarring. I’m nervous as can be because what do…
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Hey friends. Still can’t write that Reba react. I think that the song has broken my brain in the best possible way. Or worst possible way, I guess it just depends on how you want to look at it. I’m actually stepping back into an old skin this week. I’m stepping back into the pulpit…
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Okay, here’s the deal y’all. I’m in the middle of a couple of different things. On top of all of that, I’m currently waiting (rather impatiently) for a formal ADHD diagnosis (expected June 11) and it has been suggested that I stop using my coping mechanisms to just do all the things and to let…
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Most days I don’t complain about my ability to hear the different pieces of a song. Most days I’m just thankful to have something that I connect so deeply to. This Memorial Day weekend I spent locked up in my house. I spent the weekend writing and editing pieces of “What Surrendered.” I’m starting to…
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My “Mama” Reba dropped an EP tonight. I stayed up late to listen. The new song of them? “One Night In Tulsa” I won’t lie, I cried the first 10 listens to it. I just cried. The first time listening, I just heard the melody. I didn’t even hear the words. I cried for that…
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A friend recommended the book Mother Hunger: How Adult Daughters Can Understand and Heal from Lost Nurturance, Protection, and Guidance by Kelly McDaniel to me. My mommy issues are no secret. So I ordered it. I had no intention of starting it anytime soon. I bought it so I could tell them I had it,…
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I know I sayI can’t go home again.It’s not because I don’t want to, it’s because I can’t.I don’t know wherehome is for me.Because the only placethat has ever felt like homeisn’t a place.It’s a person on the screen.It’s a person on the radio.So I can’t go backto somewhere I wasnever allowed to go.
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I don’t know what having a mom feels like, but I imagine it would feel like listening to you. On the screen, or behind the lyrics, you bring me that kind of peace. The sense of safety most grew up with, but I didn’t. Today is your birthday, and while I’ll never be able to…
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I wasn’t built for this generation.I feel like I was born in the wrong time. Starting a night out at 9 PM,Spending all night bar hopping,Finally getting to bed at 3 or 4 AM.That’s not for me. I’d rather stay in with a bookor a cross stitching project.I’d rather buy drinks from the storeto drink…
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I told myself I would never lie to you (other than about my name). So I’m not going to start now. I drove to Nashville on 5/28 in anticipation of going to see Reba play after the Music City Rodeo. Y’all know how much she means to me. I was desperately trying to chase after…
Lyrical Logic 