This is a painting of my father done by his good friend and amazing artist, Paul Matthews. I have loved this painting since Paul painted it because he truly captured the essense of my Dad.....if you notice there is a cigarette in his left hand and his hands are exactly in the motion of my father in conversation. I look at this painting and feel like I'm sitting with my Dad talking....like we have done so many, many times throughout my life [Dad, I miss our 2 a.m. in the morning, me coming home from a night out with friends, chats!]

Well,,,this Rambling Mommy has been running ragged just keeping up with life....and living it to its fullest and celebrating each wonderful day. This picture is of my Great-grandma and Grandpa Hagood. I took this at my parents house on Halloween and I have been thinking about the two of them since.....so I will sit down tonight and write about my memories of the times I got to spend with these two beautiful souls. My Great-grandpa was part Cherokee Indian and the two of them were born and raised in the Appalachian Mountains of Tennessee........a part of my heritage that I find fascinating. Much of my spirituality was formed by spending time gardening and visiting with Grandma and Grandpa and Uncle Paul.