By Reagan Henderson
In Meredith's Musings
May 1st, 2022
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article by MEREDITH MCKINNIE images by ULM PHOTO SERVICES I’ve attended 15 graduation ceremonies at our local university. Only two of them recognized me. One of the duties of faculty members is an annual appearance at one of the three graduation ceremonies each academic year. You may have noticed us ...
By Reagan Henderson
In Meredith's Musings
Mar 31st, 2022
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article by Meredith McKinnie Two friends were combining households. It’s exciting, blending possessions, weaving two lives together. But when it comes later in life, when it’s not as much a new start as it is a fresh start, moving in together comes with a lot of physical stuff. Both friends had lived...
By Reagan Henderson
In Meredith's Musings
Mar 1st, 2022
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article by Meredith McKinnie As we gathered our Bibles and purses and rushed toward the door, my friend’s mother yelled, “I hope you put on your face.” We were late for Sunday night services and my friend rolled her eyes in protest. “ We don’t have time. Let’s go,” I said. Every car ride felt [&helli...
By Reagan Henderson
In Meredith's Musings
Feb 1st, 2022
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by Meredith McKinnie A bout nine years ago, before my husband and toddlers, I was more footloose and fancy free. I adored the nightlife – not the typical club scene, but the more relaxed pub environment. I enjoyed the freedom to just be for hours amongst others my age and well above. Ironically...
By Reagan Henderson
In Meredith's Musings
Jan 1st, 2022
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article by Meredith McKinnie My body and I have been battling for almost four decades. As a kid, I just lived in my body, in harmony. I biked and swam with friends, leaped over puddles, stretched for basketballs goals out of reach, fell down, scraped knees, and kept going. Too busy living, I didn’t t...
By Reagan Henderson
In Meredith's Musings
Dec 1st, 2021
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article by Meredith McKinnie Do kids still write and mail letters to Santa? Do they rely on whispers exchanged on his lap? Can we text Santa now? With toddlers, these issues matter to me again. I remember composing letters to Santa as a kid. Mother was the keeper of all things and found one the [&hel...
By Reagan Henderson
In Meredith's Musings
Nov 3rd, 2021
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article by Meredith McKinnie I. Love. You. The way the “I” rolls off the tongue and the “Y” rounds the lips into a kissing pose makes the words discernable across the room. We’ve all had an “I love you” that took us by surprise. The unexpected “I love you” floods the body with butterflies. Someone [&...
By Reagan Henderson
In Meredith's Musings
Oct 1st, 2021
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article by Meredith McKinnie When I was pregnant, my mother gave me my baby book, one of those “fill in the sentence” prompters that chronicled my childhood. Mom’s attention to detail was astonishing. She kept track of every inch, ounce, dietary preference, and scraped knee, not to mention countless ...
By Reagan Henderson
In Meredith's Musings
Sep 1st, 2021
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article by Meredith McKinnie Carrying a baby to term, delivering and caring for the baby and breastfeeding for a year is an adventure, one I underestimated, yet completed. I learned pregnancy in my mid-thirties is harder on the body. My girlfriends who were pregnant decades apart noticed a significan...
By Reagan Henderson
In Meredith's Musings
Aug 1st, 2021
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article by Meredith McKinnie We were assembled in a semicircle on rafts, the sun hot on our skin. Meeting for Saturday swims in my family’s pool has become a weekly ritual. The summer temps in Louisiana leave little room for any other outdoor activity apart from water submersion. My girlfriend and I ...
