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September 14, 2018

I cried myself to sleep last night. Ugly cried. That kind of crying where you can’t breathe through your nose anymore and you wake up with your eyes swollen shut. That kind.

I received the news late last night that my grandparents’ home burned down. My grandparents are...

October 10, 2017

In Lubbock, the big small town in the panhandle of Texas, gentlemen still say “yes ma’am” and women still wear pearls to church. In Lubbock, neighbors stop and chat on the sidewalk. We say “please” and “thank you” and “God bless.” And we mean it. There’s a church on ev...

September 26, 2017

When my kids come home from school, they say, “Hi mom! How was your day?” in this super kind but sort of tired, it's-been-a-long-day voice. And then Jake comes to the door, and all of a sudden their pitch goes up two octaves and their voice goes all sappy and energetic...

September 9, 2017

I was twenty-three and teaching a room full of seniors. I was scarcely their elder and struggling to maintain control. I’m a bossy and stern woman, so I had it under control (as far as I remember). But on this particular day, a belligerent young man wasn’t feeling it....

June 13, 2017

Before you judge me, I want to start with the announcement that this is my first mirror selfie ever. I swear. Well, other than the ones I send to my fashionista girlfriends with the text, "Does this outfit work?" 
But this selfie has a different purpose. In the last fe...

March 13, 2017

I do not want to write this. Confessing it to myself resulted in cold sweats and a punch in the gut, but sharing it with others is mortifying. Bear with me. And please give me grace, an ironic request indeed. Stay with me as to why.


My son was wronged. Kicked in the fa...

December 16, 2016

How long has it been since you read To Kill a Mockingbird? So dadgum good. One of my favorite scenes was Scout’s first day of school. Miss Caroline was the new teacher, and for the first day of school she wore high-heeled pumps and a red-and-white-striped dress. Scout...

October 25, 2016

My kids were seven and nine. Dance on Tuesdays and Thursdays, church on Wednesdays, and baseball six days a week. (What’s that about anyway?) Every day looked the same - I dropped them off at school at 7:20 AM, squealed into my parking spot at 7:50, and prepped for fif...

October 5, 2016

I have to jump through every single hoop to be valuable and worthy.

I’m not as good of a teacher as....

I am failing.

I need to do more.

No one appreciates me.

No one sees my hard work and dedication.

I can’t do all of this.

How many of these statements have you spoken in the...

September 19, 2016

Elias was a young boy in the foster system, taken away from his mother and placed into three temporary foster homes before settling in, at the age of three, with his foster-to-adopt family. Mrs. Cook, Elias’ preschool teacher, met the foster family at Open House before...

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