Mist and Shadows, All Will Fade

Mist and Shadows, All Will Fade
Last night I stood in the stillness of an early spring evening overlooking Center Hill Lake, a beauty tucked between tree-covered hills in Smithville, TN. The only sounds were the chirps and calls of birds. No motors, no cars, no construction, no voices. Early this fog-smitten Saturday morning, I trekked downhill on a trail to the water’s edge through the shadowy woods. The song of Pippin Took in The Return of the King played in the background of my mind: Mist and shadow Cloud and shade All will fade All will fade I watched gulls and their mirror images fly over the cove shrouded in mist and disappear...
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Beautiful Vessels

Beautiful Vessels
It’s been more than a decade since my mother gave me a crystal creamer and sugar bowl set. It’s been so long now that I don’t remember the date. But I do remember how excited I was to receive it, as well as the general timeframe when I broke the creamer—around four years after she died. I was so disappointed. It had been elegant and beautiful, and still a fresh reminder of my mother’s love for me. Now half the set was missing. It was another incident that exemplified the growing distance between my current life and my life when my mother was alive. I’ve always been on the sentimental side, but after...
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This Valentine’s Day, Think of Baby’s Breath

This Valentine’s Day, Think of Baby’s Breath
Photo by Mary Beth Griffo Rigby When I was a little girl, I noticed baby’s breath in the hair of the bride at a family wedding. Throughout my girlhood and adolescence, the lacy flower almost always lent its delicate beauty to bridal bouquets. I’ve always loved it. For years I’ve associated baby’s breath with brides. So when it was included in one of the cover design options for my book, it somehow felt like an appropriate representation of what my book is about—grappling with the unfulfilled desire for marriage. Months later, I learned that baby’s breath is the perfect symbolic image for my book, but...
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Upon the Passing of a Favorite Poet

Upon the Passing of a Favorite Poet
This week, the world lost one of America’s best poets when 83-year-old Mary Oliver died. I still remember when I first discovered her poetry, perhaps 15 or 20 years ago. I found her poems to be rich with meaning but not abstruse, honest with depth of feeling but not depressing, and beautifully descriptive yet so much more than mere observation. My soul thrilled. Here was a writer—a poet!—who spoke of trees, flowers, the beach, and so many other aspects of nature as I experienced them, as though through a special relationship. (But let’s be honest: I detest ants and snakes, while she very obviously did...
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Book Launch at Logos Christian Bookstore

Book Launch at Logos Christian Bookstore
I’m excited about this–a book launch/book signing event at a local Christian bookstore. Logos Christian Bookstore is a cute shop in Green Hills … and I have my eye on some unique, locally made products that I’m not going to name publicly because I’m buying them as Christmas gifts! Come check out the store to discover gifts for the people on your list … and to get your hands on my new book!    
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