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Some Place East of Fort Benning

 

 

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There is this red dirt drive just off the highway, some place east of Fort Benning, Georgia. If you are speeding or lost in dreams yet unrealized, you’ll surely miss it. You might not even notice the sign declaring Floria’s Folk Art Gallery. Or the circle-board painted blue declaring Jesus is Soon to Return. Drive by too quickly and you’ll miss entirely the Letter from Hell.

Back in 2007, the first time I met Floria, there was only a small sign outside the shop. If Floria hadn’t been wearing her signature floral hat and busily working on a project outdoors, I would have missed her then. Thankfully, I have mastered my mama’s technique of stopping on the dime and giving nine-cents change. That first time, I came away from Floria’s with a picture of an African American girl reading a book. It sits in the frame Floria painted atop a bookshelf in my office. It cheers me, that painting does, and serves as a reminder of the places I’ve been and the people I met along the way.

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An Interview with Leon Logothetis: The Kindness Diaries

Editor’s Note:  When I told friends on Facebook that I was excited to interview someone I was in awe of, people started trying to figure out who it would be: Former President Jimmy Carter? Morgan Freeman? Not one person suggested it would be Leon Logothetis. I suspect that’s because few in my circle would even know who he is. I hope after reading the following you will check out Leon’s books: Live, Love, Explore, & The Kindness Diaries Watch his documentaries. That you, too, may come to appreciate the journeys he’s made, both inwardly and outwardly. And that like me, you might also be inspired to help make the world a kinder place. 

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That Moment of True Christmas

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Books are always a go-to gift in this house .This year’s theme was on famous artists.

Christmas is a bit discombobulated this year, with two of our four kids celebrating the season in Georgia. I always figured on me being the one who would end up back in Georgia, instead it’s my son Stephan who is living and working there.

Life can be a journey full of switchbacks.

Here I raised one son and three daughters and now have three grandsons and the hope of a granddaughter one day. I’ve had her Easter outfit hanging in my closet now for a good five years.  So until I’ve lost all hope, the pink dress will continue to take up the space in my life I’ve created for it.

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In Lieu of Google

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The lady ringing up the items was hunched over. It was difficult to tell if she was that way because she was tired or because of her age. Or maybe both.

Her name was Peggy. It said so right there in that place near a person’s heart where all names are embroidered. Her hair was the blonde of Sandra Dee’s. It was teased and cement-sprayed. Deep crevasses crossed her face, a map of the journeys she’s traveled over the years.

The guy in the line just ahead of me was patient as Peggy rang up the items of the shopper before him. She moved with the speed of sourghum poured out. It took her about ten minutes to ring up six items.

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Intentional Acts of Kindness

 

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My girlfriend and I were talking about things, you know the way you do when you get together with a friend you haven’t visited with for awhile. We were catching up on all the family and friends goings on.

Our family had a new baby this week. The one I wrote about here.  She arrived a few days early. Kind of a poetic thing, really. Kensington was born on June 23. Mama’s birthday was January 23.  Everybody is happy and healthy.

My sister, the baby’s grandmother, prays specific prayers over each of her grandchildren. By that I mean she prays character traits right into her grandchildren before they are even born.

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