As a mother, I have become very sensitive to the sounds and gut feelings that tell me when people are in distress. It’s something that kicked in, a feeling, a knowing, that started during pregnancy. Many mothers will tell you about “phantom cries” that they hear when separated from their children, or how they just know when they’re ill or that something is wrong. They don’t know how they know, they just know. And they trust it. I had an experience today that really tested me. It’s all well and good to remain calm when things are…calm. But what about…
Author: Stacie Hammond
Stacie Hammond
Stacie Hammond loves serving her community as a public librarian, which she’s done faithfully for the past ten years. But her passion lies in writing. A long-time intermittent blogger, Ana J. Awakens is her first published book.
One of the most significant moments in my life, and there have been many, happened when I was just ten years old and it forever changed me. I was a tomboy. I was a middle-child and often spent time with my older brother and his friends. I wanted to join the Boy Scouts…no dice. But I was a kick-ass Girl Scout for a while. I was athletic; I knew how to throw a spiral and catch one. I knew how to play third base in backyard baseball; I could hit the ball pretty far. My basketball skills left something to…
Hello. My name is Stacie and I am a caffeine addict. Now that we’ve got that out in the open… I have a lovely story for you. I woke up today in the mood to organize, reflect, reset, and gain some focus. And since I don’t function well without my coffee, and it was a beautiful day for a drive, I decided to treat myself to Starbucks. While I was waiting for the barista… people-watching as I often do… I witnessed a small miracle. A woman came in and handed a device to a worker at the far end of…
I heard a great story recently while out with my best friend. It was one of those magical nights when you talk and laugh, share stories and cry, and then laugh all over again. Laughter through tears. It was one of those true, connected moments when you lay it all on the table and sort through your stuff. I love those times. She told me a childhood story: she was with her brothers, climbing trees in their grandmother’s backyard. The boys would climb and jump and they bounced off much faster than she did. She made her way up, and…