"The health of the eye seems to demand a horizon. We are never tired, so long as we can see far enough." – Ralph Waldo Emerson
This is the best time of the year to appreciate Lake Tuscaloosa. The summer has skidded to a halt, and we are sailing through warm breezes into fall.
Typically, when you come to my column, it’s to read my poor attempts at humor and maybe momentarily escape reality. For this one, we get a little more serious.
As a general rule, I sidestep political remark as much as humanly possible. In this bizarre day and age in which we live, tolerance of others’ beliefs and values seems to be almost non-existent. Everyone seems to have an agenda, while almost no one seems to be willing to listen to dissenting opinion with an open mind. And that is a long-term recipe for disaster.
In order for a relationship to grow, there must be quality time spent with the person(s) with whom you are in relationship. On a regular basis, you should engage in both serious and lighthearted conversations, go on dates, and have fun together. Those things seem easier when they refer to romantic relationships. They become more complicated when they apply to your relationship with your teenager.
This month wraps up summer! It's not too late to celebrate home – Tuscaloosa, that is.
I was in the airport recently, and I met people on their way to Tuscaloosa – some speaking foreign languages. When asked, "What should we see?" I thought of the top 10 things I’d recommend that we have … things you can’t find anywhere else in the world.
Every house has a story. Every home, a voice. Every day, I am in contact with families with the urge to move – sometimes up in size, sometimes to something cozier, less time consuming.
Some people are drawn to the history of a place. Others are in search of something brand new. But over time, even those new homes become worn and weathered by voices and footsteps carved by those who inhabited them.
A long time ago in a galaxy far, far away (actually, it was just down the road), there lived a little boy who thought the world, and the people that inhabited it, had its proverbial (expletive) together.
I was in ninth grade when I was gifted with my first official cell phone. There was no social media constantly vying for my attention. Fast-forward to present day. Children are bombarded with the ease and “right now” mentality that all things digital promise. As the mother of a three-year-old who is just as skilled with an iPhone as myself, I can attest to the marketing of countless fun, cutesy learning apps that consume our little ones to the point of keeping even the busiest busybody still.
There are countless variables in the success of a non-profit in the world in which we live. Two of the most vital are funding and volunteers. One requires the gift of money. The other requires the gift of time. Both are crucial, and for some non-profits, the volunteer is even more important.
One of the most rewarding volunteer opportunities I have every year is to volunteer for Junior Achievement. And if you don't know what they do, you should.
Whether official or not, spring has sprung. I always know, because Realtor's phones start ringing.
Tuscaloosa's community is one of cohesive cooperation, pulling together for this city in tragedy as well as triumph. I have experienced this especially in the Realtor world.
Seriously, “spring fever” sounds like an illness contracted during allergy season. Or an unreleased Bee Gees tune.
The first time I ever heard the term, I thought people were crazy. Does this refer to the time of year when we should all be compelled to load up and go to the disco? Will Travolta be there wearing a suit covered in tulips and daisies? Do you even have a clue what I’m referring to? If not, congratulations. It means you are young.