Sunday, September 11, 2016

Noodles and a Marathon

(this is a marathon length post, so SPOILER)

It all started Alumni Weekend, last October 2015, 20 years after high school. I stayed with one of my oldest and dearest friends on Lookout Mountain, TN, where I was raised well, even after all the middle-of-the-night sneak outs and kissing boys, smoking cigarettes unwell. I drove into town from Atlanta with another high-school sister, my senior roommate, the only year I boarded away from home. When driving North to Chattanooga, you round a corner directly under Missionary Ridge and just beyond the bend, a great looming, vast city, bordered by mountains, hills, and ridges announces itself to you.

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Saturday, August 3, 2013

The Tale of Two Trips, Part 2

The maternal family pilgrimage…A trip we’ve talked about, and planned, and cancelled, and planned, and finally, made happen.

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Tuesday, July 30, 2013

The Tale of Two Trips, Part 1

Two years ago, my grandmother passed away at the age of 100.  Two months ago, we scattered her ashes in New Mexico.

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