SheilaScribbles
my thoughts on life
Once upon a time I moved to North Carolina knowing only my older brother. In a short amount of time I was able to find a church home where I met some people who would stay dear to my heart for over 30 years. One of those was a man named Art Peoples. Art was …
Nine years ago today, June 13, my mother died. It was unexpected and a shock, though not unanticipated. She had survived breast cancer three times, but the treatment that prolonged her life eventually took it. Looking back I see how much I took my mom for granted. While that’s often considered to be a bad …
We survived our daughter’s Junior Prom. I say survived because it was indeed fraught (I love the way that word sounds when you say it out loud) with teenage trauma. Planning started months ago – back when she had a boyfriend. She wanted a Promposal, high heels, a long dress, a fancy night out, primping …
My husband keeps asking me what I want to do for Mother’s Day. This has always been a sticky point for me. I hate the spotlight and generally try to avoid it (sounds funny since I have a website doesn’t it). Through the years we’ve had lunch at my house, his mom’s house, gone out …