Damaged Goods

By Lucy Connor There are times when I wonder if I am capable of loving as a partner again. I have a heart full of love for my children and my grandchildren. I adore my students. My heart overflows whe...

My Knight’s Surrender

By Lucy Connor I stand on the hill. Independent, alone, free. The wind blows through my hair, the rains come and go. The sun burns and the cold bites at my fingers and face. Still I wait. I cannot mov...

Single Again: Cracked Pots

By Lucy Connor Today is a new day. The weather is perfect, it is Saturday and I did not wake up until 7:30. For the first time in a week, the ache in my head is so faint that I just barely know it is ...

Single Again “Beachin'”

by Lucy Connor   This week has been the first of two beach vacations this summer with my children and grandchildren. My son-daughter-in-law and granddaughter from Walnut Grove, My daughter from Nashv...