by Andi | Aug 9, 2017 | Written and Wrought
I played in the marching band . . . shout out to the Flying Flucos. (Remind me someday to tell you about the research Mom and I did to find out what a Fluco was.) But I wasn’t just a band geek. I was also in choir, singing alto. I also was on the academic quiz... by Andi | Aug 2, 2017 | Written and Wrought
This cross-stitch was on the wall in the dining room of my childhood home. Mom hung it at a height – intentionally or not, I cannot say – where I would see it at every meal. It was just over my dad’s right shoulder, and I read it every time I saw it... by Andi | Jul 26, 2017 | God's Whisper, Written and Wrought
It’s almost 10 years to the day that the life I thought was just coming together came completely apart. My husband decided to leave our marriage and me in the same month that we closed on a house and I began my first full-time professor’s position. I was... 
by Andi | Jul 19, 2017 | Written and Wrought
When I was about 5 or 6, I was playing with my cousins and friends at my grandparents’ house in New Bern, NC. Cami was chasing me around the house, if I remember correctly, and we were full-on into game mode, the warnings about the copperhead in the yard long... 
by Andi | Jul 12, 2017 | Written and Wrought
Two roads ran up the mountain to my childhood home. One we called the “curvy way,” and it twisted through a forest beside a stream. Dad used to exaggerate the twists and turns so that my brother and I could swerve – meaning we could slide across...