The end of 2021 is finally here… thank you, dear Lord. Never have I ever wanted to see the back-end of a year as much as I have this one.
Granted, 2020 was not a good year either, courtesy of a global pandemic. But, like most people, I did my best to weather the storm by masking, social distancing, and avoiding large gatherings…not that there were many of those to be had, sadly.
Like many others, I made a conscious decision to protect family and friends by masking up or just staying away. We didn’t like it, but it was the right thing to do.
Daddy, you doubted that it was as bad as was being reported. “You know the news sensationalizes things all the time, right?”
Even when your daughters, two of whom are nurses (one who worked firsthand with people stricken by this virus) assured you that it is bad, REALLY bad, you still did not believe.
Categories: Everyday People, Taylor-Thomas Line, This Is My Life
Tags: autobiography, biography, death, family, father, memories, my life, pandemic, personal
It has been a long, long, long time since my junior high days… decades, in fact. And yet, there is one moment in my junior high experience that remains fresh in my mind: the time my mama, a soft-spoken woman, ripped my biology teacher up one side and down the other.
Several months ago, my supervisor asked if I would be willing to pen a feature article for our monthly newsletter that goes out to educators and children’s advocates across the state. Of course, I agreed. (I am a writer, after all.)
I then pitched an idea that I had been thinking about for some time: families using family history/genealogy to connect to each other and to “something more.”
This month, that article was published. And, because I am, after all, a family history blogger, I am sharing it with you.
Categories: Miscellaneous Musings, This Is My Life
Tags: ancestry, autobiography, biography, children, connection, family, family history, family photos, genealogy, recipes, teenagers
Okay! That’s it! I am sorry to say, but this “new normal” has finally broken me. The endless work from home (both in my profession and now as a “substitute” teacher for my children’s online learning), combined with reduced physical activity and the loss of “me” time has sapped my energy and stripped away my sanity. I am throwing in the towel and pleading uncle, “I give!”
Because of this $@%! coronavirus, my creativity has gone to crap. Consequently, I have decided to stop participating in this year’s 52 Ancestors in 52 Weeks Challenge. Although I am bummed that I could not continue this endeavor, the constant research and creating connections to sometimes obscure writing prompts have made this challenge… well, challenging.
So, for the remainder of 2020, I will be focusing on pre-planned stories, personal pieces, and book reviews. Hopefully, y’all will stick with me as I go back to my blog’s tried-and-true topics.
As always, thank you for reading and commenting on my posts. You guys are the best! So, until my next post, may you and your loved ones stay safe and stay sane.