I've always heard when you have a winning horse going you have friends pop up you never knew you had. Then, when you're not on top anymore those friends disappear. The same goes for being pregnant, I was also told. Since I’ve had both happen in the same year I can agree and behold! …nothing is more true.
There’s a gap in the landscape that’s a hollowed vein. The many wilds of this, the people, the prairie—there isn’t anything I could have constructed that was more perfect.
I grew up in a southern family with southern Baptists, southern cooks, southern slang, southern folktales and lore, and to this day I still get asked about my “twangy” accent; the Okies know I’m not truly “one of them.”