Put Your Little Foot Right There/NaPoWriMo Day 13

"Put your little foot, put your little foot, put your little foot right there..." Daddy would play the guitar, singing this song, wry grin on his face, while I danced and sang, giggling all the way. Simple memories like this strike my mind this morning, as I sip my coffee and watch the world outside …

Beauty and Grace/NaPoWriMo Day 12

Always feeling rough and tumble, and all bony angles when compared to the graceful, true Southern angels of my family, I often thought I was a mistake. I loved baby dolls and playing house, digging tunnels in dirt, eating mud pies, chasing butterflies, with a smudge on my skirt. I climbed trees, played stickball, saved …