Where the Dogwood Blooms

Well, y’all. I almost let this one slip right on by. Every March since this little blog was born, I’ve sat down to mark the occasion — to take a breath, look back at the year, and say thank you to everyone who keeps showing up here. But this spring? This spring knocked the wind out of me. Somewhere between Brandon developing Bell’s palsy, covering the LPNC convention, opening...

A couple years ago, Brandon and I slipped away for our anniversary and disappeared into the Uwharries for a few days. No schedule. No plans beyond following whatever backroad looked interesting at the time.

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There's a certain kind of silence that settles over a room before bad news is even spoken.

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There's a house I carry around with me like a second heartbeat.

It's still standing—for now. I know the road that leads to it. Know the sound of the gravel in the driveway, the smell of hay that wafts through the air before you make it to the screen door. But time's finally caught up to it. The floorboards are tired and sagging. The roof i...

I’m in one of those seasons I didn’t ask for. The kind that shifts under your feet whether you’re ready or not. And I keep finding myself reaching for something steady—something that doesn’t move.

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