My thirty-seven-year-old nephew Todd gave us a huge scare last month when he was rushed to the hospital with chest pains. His condition was dire…
Author: Leslie Searcy
My 36-year-old nephew, Todd is in ICU. He was rushed by ambulance to the hospital on a Sunday night, suffering chest pains and shortness of…
“You need to take some of these clothes, Leslie,” my sister Heather said from the floor of Mom’s walk-in closet. “Some of them are brand…
It’s the end of an era. Nick and I accepted an offer on our rental property next door. It’s been an emotional roller coaster here…
“Time to put a new blog post, Missy,” Deb said over dinner and wine last week. “You should write about space. That would be an…
Nick and I were back in Franklin and needed a new place to work out. The corporate chain gym in the strip mall nearby was…
“How’s Nick?” I asked Deb on the phone yesterday. “Still down for the count,” she answered. “He hasn’t come out of the front bedroom in…
I got a text from Nancy last week. “Finally got a chance to read your blog. One of my faves. Grandmom was a saint. Now…
Look at this letter, written circa 1977 and found among the keepsakes in my grandmom’s top dresser drawer the week she died, twelve long years…
I’m sitting at my kitchen island while waiting for Ted to answer because my phone battery is on 8% so I’m plugged in. While it…