I am sure that most of you have read the scriptures that eloquently explain to us what love should actually be. However, I myself have struggled with loving exactly the way we are commanded.
It is almost impossible not to be excited about what is happening at Auburn University and with its football team. Carnell "Cadillac" Williams is only three games in as head coach and already seems to have changed the momentum.
Time with family is priceless. The moments we spend together creating memories are ones that will never be forgotten.
I have learned over the years through many different experiences, that we set expectations for life, for others and for ourselves so high that they become unattainable.
At Joy Haven Farm they are passionate about growing nutrient rich food while using sustainable practices.
I have struggled with the thought of actually telling my story, but I strongly believe that there is someone out there that will be better off knowing that they aren’t alone.
In a world full of confusion and uncertainty, taking the time to show a little extra kindness and compassion is never a bad idea.
Take time to enjoy the opportunities to see the joy in the little imperfections that we call life.
As a young married woman, I had never even heard the word patriarchy and had no idea that what I had been shown growing up was just that.
I honestly don’t think anyone can prepare you for the overwhelming joy that comes with being a grandparent.
Allyson Andrews, who some call “Ally” or “Crazy Bee Lady," has a deep passion for teaching others about the amazing little critter that God surely outdid himself in creating: the honey bee.
As I got older, I began to realize that all of the things that I loved doing came naturally to me. I loved holding the little babies, and I didn’t mind taking care of the home and cooking. I enjoyed all of it and knew in my heart that I wanted to be a mom.
There once sat a tall oak tree on the very top of the property owned by my family. I distinctly remember it as a child. It was tall and majestic — one of those things you could never forget. My grandparents had farmed the land and kept it up, so while there for the summers, I spent many days around that tree.
Memaw’s kitchen, with the smell of love and hard work, greeted you as soon as you came in the door. Every holiday or special occasion, we knew we could look forward to a big pot full of goodness known as chicken and dumplings.
I am often questioned about the vintage watch that is always worn on my right wrist. Some are intrigued by the way it looks. It does seem to have a sense of sweet, dainty Southern charm to it. I love it for all of those reasons as well, but that is not my reason for wearing it every day.
When one is planning a quick getaway trip, visiting Florence, Alabama, doesn't tend to come to mind.
As a little girl, I can remember looking forward to the summertime. The smell of breakfast being cooked in the kitchen by my grandmother, or “Nanny” as I called her. She was up around 5 in the morning to fix a full spread for PawPaw to eat before he left for work. I remember it was ready right before he sat down to eat.