Yes, I used AI to generate a graphic for the blog. Get over it! Today, the third anniversary of Pop’s death, I am quiet. I am reflecting on a journey that took me from a hospital room in Corinth to the depths of a broken heart, and finally, to a place of reclaimed grace. I have fought to be a phoenix rising from the ashes, and today I stand on solid ground. . The First Year: The Battle and the Break The first year was defined by a brutal fight for Pop’s dignity. I had failed

The TCT Redemption, November 1995 (Dedicated to Barbara Jo Montgomery: Thank you!) My M.Ed. was done at West Georgia College, a goal I sought, A chance to teach for which I fought. My Master's path, a hopeful, youthful tread, While stacks of textile fabric lay instead. The first TCT library media score brought a sting, By one poor point, my future could not spring. Just twenty-two, no classroom time I'd known, A student seeking seeds to sown. Then Barbara Montgomery took my h