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Sittin’ Still Time

By Marsha Tennant

Sittin' Still Time

My grandmother used to tell me that getting up in the early morning was a necessity on the farm, but it was also her “sittin’ still time” with God and the chickens. She put a great deal of stock in the wisdom of both. She would talk to God and run her concerns by the […]

Crayola Red Prom

By Marsha Tennant

Crayola Red Prom

The crayola red chiffon and taffeta formal framed the department store window. It hung on the headless model with an attitude. The heart-shaped bodice radiated boldness and beckoned me with a dare. I was the girl for that dress. There was no doubt that the moment was fate. My mom and I were supposed to […]

The YA-YA Candles and Petite Bebe

Once upon a time, YA-YA’s Cheri and Marsha were on a wine crawl all through the state of Michigan. They lighted candles in every little chapel and church they discovered. The entire state of Michigan was glowing by the time the trip was over…and then you were born. Fairy tales do come true. The YA-YA […]

Last Bus

By Marsha Tennant

Last Bus

It was supposed to be 180 mornings but ended up being 360. I knew that before I changed gears, moved into AARP mode and began my next chapter, I would teach one more time. The joy that came my way was beyond my wildest dreams. The experience taught me much, and the memories are tucked […]

Front Yard Wedding

By Marsha Tennant

Front Yard Wedding

Prince William and Kate Middleton should have consulted the bride and groom who got married in a family front yard last spring. As I traveled the rural route that connected the two Carolinas, I had a front row seat. My invitation did not arrive in the mail, and I wasn’t one of 1,800 invited to […]

Sweet Sweet Elizabeth

By Marsha Tennant

My granny always said that southern women were gentle and pretty on the outside and strong as a plow mule on the inside. That was surely Elizabeth Edwards. Since she arrived on the national scene a few years back I have followed her as she traveled some stormy waters. There was something about her grit […]

The Margaret Letters

By Marsha Tennant

“Oh, Marsha, get over it…I am going to die. Just name a damn dog after me.” Margaret and I met in 1980 in Atlanta, Georgia. We were on the same teaching team. She was six years younger, but we were partners in (crime) thinking outside of the box, having fun and being full of ourselves. […]

We’ve Only Just Begun

By Marsha Tennant

White lace and promises…NOT! Try white knit mini dress met Coast Guard uniform. We eloped to Elizabeth City, North Carolina, from Virginia, late one Friday afternoon in April. The promises were exchanged in the Justice of the Peace office over a barbershop. The year was 1969. A kiss for luck and we’re on our way… […]

Arranging the Pieces

By Marsha Tennant

Leave it to Virginia Woolf to put it out there. She once remarked “arrange whatever pieces come your way.” As 2010 opens we continue to be in a recession / depression / downturn-depending on what cable channel you watch. The big question looming for most is how to weather it and what to do about […]

National Public Radio (NPR) made it official! On a recent broadcast they declared that there is no longer an authentic summer. The days of sultry air, cotton pajamas, sleeping porches and attic fans are a memory for Baby Boomers and others fortunate enough to have had these experiences. Air conditioning and instant ice tea quickened […]

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