The Uses of Adversity

The Uses of Adversity. That’s what Granny always said she’d call her autobiography when she wrote it. Unfortunately, she never did.  But that title sticks with me, and I think about it quite often.  The Uses of Adversity.  Seven and a half months ago when I wrote this post followed by this post about being … Continue reading The Uses of Adversity

Sweet Dreams Are Made of This

Think warm thoughts. Think cool thoughts. Lie down and put a pillow on your stomach. Growing up, if I complained about being cold or hot or not feeling well, Mama would usually reply with one of these phrases. I would try to think hard about something that fit the situation, maybe Granny’s fireplace or the … Continue reading Sweet Dreams Are Made of This