Margaret Atwood Suggests: “Now try How and Why”

I have this memory of being about four years old and running around the house like a wild monkey. I ran to the bathroom and began unrolling the roll of toilet paper, because what four year old can resist asserting such tremendous power as unrolling something that has been so carefully wound? Anyway, in my tyrannical rampage, I remember having a very startling and serious thought for the first time: this toilet paper is going to be very hard to put back, in fact, once it’s unrolled that’s pretty much it. I realized, in a vague sort of way, that all the people I knew were kind of like little squares of toilet paper that were being constantly unrolled. This analogy was my first notion of the concept of mortality. Continue reading “Margaret Atwood Suggests: “Now try How and Why””

Another Home

Just a few words today.

We are always moving. Physically. Emotionally… We’re moving to different places in our life’s timeline: College..Marriage..Family…Career…and all the new adventures those endeavors take us on. Within those changes, it can be very easy to let go of people who we were friends with when we were in a different place, people that aren’t as accessible as they used to be…for whatever reason. Continue reading “Another Home”

Not all Calories and Pounds are Created Equal: Food as Fuel

I’m getting ready to have this baby, and I’m also getting really ready to not be pregnant anymore. I know that our bodies get all out of whack postpartum, but I’m also not too worried about it taking forever to get back in shape. The reason is not that I’m some kind of naturally skinny person (far from it) but because I’ve learned a couple of things over the past several years that have taught me what my body needs to lose weight and be healthy. Continue reading “Not all Calories and Pounds are Created Equal: Food as Fuel”

Grief is Complicated.

I’m not trying to be morbid here, just real, because this is something that affects us all.  My husband and I got married almost three years ago. Can I just say that I love being married to that guy?  And I feel like our relationship has been really blessed. That being said, it’s also been three very, very hard years in terms of just about everything else. I’m not going into it now, but those of you who know me know some of the story. I also have some really sweet friends who have had to face things that make me weep.  I don’t understand the meaning of it all. Continue reading “Grief is Complicated.”

About Me

My name is Kathryn, but you can call me Katie. I was raised as the only child of two right-brained p10388061_10204184413143516_8956436807531433291_nsychotherapists. I’m married to a creative (but incredibly logical and practical) Viking guy from Florida who balances out my ADD and surges of emotional intensity. We currently live on a farm that was started by my great-grandparents in the middle of Nowhere-On-The-Outskirts-of-Extremely-Small-Town Mississippi. Sometimes things fall apart out here in a manner reminiscent of the Chevy Chase film, “Funny Farm,” but we love it anyway. I’m a Southern girl who’s not really all that Southern (though my family is). While I am working towards my Masters degree in English and Creative Writing, I am also teaching Zumba classes, writing my own material and trying to get people around me into healthy lifestyle changes (not such an easy thing in Mississippi). I love movies, books, the arts, healthy cooking, and people watching. I am a Christian who is not afraid of feelings, and I dabble in fiction. I’m also expecting my first baby, so I’m sure there will be blog posts about that, too. I suppose this blog is for anyone who has trouble defining them selves by one thing. I think most of us do have difficulty with that, if we’re honest. I hope you’ll follow me as I write where I am.