When my mother's mother was alive, I called her Granny.
By Anna Mitchael
My younger son asked me the other day
I’m picturing the turkey that will be in the oven for what seems like a century.
As I recall, it was the only thing in the world as reliable as weeknight “Jeopardy.”
It will never stop.
When my oldest son was about 3 we spent a lot of time at the zoo.
We’re getting into that season in Texas when rain clouds are hard to spot
Yesterday morning my son came down the stairs – slowly, steps uneven
The diet was centered around broccoli
We were in that final stage of a road trip where nothing is interesting anymore.
The fingerprints first appeared over a weekend
The first time I saw a wind farm in Texas I wasn’t actually living in Texas.
By Anna Mitcheal
The coffee shop had two extra-large picture windows
One of my children is old enough now that he will talk about his favorite Christmas.
There are a lot of trucks in the world, and in Texas we have more than our fair share.
The brisket sat on the plates, untouched.