Last night, I dreamed I was running a marathon where there were no signs on the course. I kept trying to figure out where I was meant to go but sometimes, I would have to backtrack and take another direction. I did not want to win, I just wanted to finish. And I grabbed someone else’s phone so I couldn’t listen to music or even keep track of my mileage. I just kept running and hoped I would see the finish line. And then it started raining. All I wanted to know is where I was supposed to go.

The finish line awaits all of us.

Gulp…


I blame granite countertops for the reason we Generation X Karens are bitter. If we had had nicer countertops when we had our first apartments like our Millenial children, we would be in much better moods. My first apartment of my own had the crappy countertops with the metal edges and I thought I was living in high cotton. My daughter has some kind of beautiful stone countertops in her first apartment and she makes roughly the equivalent of what I did.

I did not take this pic. It is from the apartment website. If you want to find out more, check it out: https://marendc.com/amenities/

Furthermore, colleges and cities plan in advance to provide the kinds of amenities that will attract these children…


I drove by the post office the other day and there was a gigantic sign over the front door that said, “Heroes Work Here.” At first I was like “What?” But then I thought about it. Who worked during that time and delivered all those packages from Amazon (Amazon employees are heroes) that sustained us when we were terrified to leave our houses? Post office workers, UPS and FedEx workers. Salute!

So then I started thinking about all the other people who are “heroes” who have had little to no recognition during this pandemic. These are the people who had…


Backwoods East Tennessee would not seem a factory for producing food snobs, yet here I am. I invariably pick tomatoes off restaurant sandwiches or salads because I know what a warm ripe tomato tastes like, fresh from the garden. And I have never had that from any commercial source. I can’t eat frozen corn on the cob or corn that has not been picked fresh because fresh, sweet corn. Oh my. …


We have been anxious for years and we have prepared ourselves. Who knew that the work you put into learning self-love and how to breathe through panic attacks would come in so damn useful during a global pandemic?!?! I mean, we already had a head start on the rest of the population. Meds? We’ve got Prozac, Xanax, Buspar, whatever you need, just waiting in our houses with refills available. You want us to wear masks? The social anxiety disorder people among us are saying “Hells to the yes!”

Heck, I didn’t even have to call my counselor. She called me…


We are hammered every day about our differences especially when it comes to politics. Depending on whom you ask, President “So-and-so” ruined this country. I think we’ve all been guilty of that conversation. But after watching “1917” last weekend, I am supremely grateful to the line of presidents since the Civil War who have kept our country from experiencing on our own soil the apocalyptic conditions experienced by so many.

I am a middle-class, middle-aged white woman. I am average in every way and some would say privileged in some ways. …


As a child, I learned the Golden Rule at church and at home. I’m a Christian and we are commanded to “do to others what you would have them do to you,” not just in somethings but in EVERYTHING. In Matthew 7:12, we are commanded to do this by none other than Jesus Christ himself. The words are IN RED. This means it is serious. Throughout childhood, my mother instructed me to treat others the way I wanted to be treated. There was an inference that doing that would make the other people reciprocate.

So how has that worked out…


I went through sixteen years of school, one year of law school, birthed and raised three children and helped them navigate the stressful admission process into great schools and filled out the FAFSA financial aid form nine times — so far. I successfully re-entered the work force after 17 years of being a stay at home mom who did not know what Outlook was. I made it through a difficult divorce without a trip to the mental hospital and learned how to be a landlord. I’ve been a single mom for eight years. All these things are hard, people. But none of this, none of it prepared me for the hardest thing I’ve ever faced — dealing with the US health care system and trying to secure good care for my mother. Hands down, this has sucked the most. And it has baffled me more than anything I have ever experienced.

Here’s the situation. My mom is 76. She has Medicare and Tri-Care for Life — the military insurance. So she’s covered with insurance, right? Yes. This part is great. She really has to pay for very little.

She also has multiple complications from hereditary heart disease and 50 years of smoking. Like almost everyone her age, she smoked. Everyone smoked in her youth. It was the Wild West for cigarette advertisements. But she quit 12 years ago. And she has been exercising five days a week for years. She is a good weight and eats healthy. She goes to every…


When I looked at the photo of the frat boys with guns and big smiles in front of the Emmett Till sign, I was horrified. My first thought was “How could they?” My second thought was, “This is me and everyone like me.”

What in the world do I mean by that? I’m a native southerner. I grew up in East Tennessee. I am 53-years-old. I give my age because that identifies where I fall in the spectrum of racism in the South.

Like many of my friends, family and neighbors growing up, I am the salt of the earth…


I like to listen to music that fits my mood. I’ve been a little melancholy and have had Elton John’s “Tumbleweed Connection” on repeat for a few days. This morning, I was cooking while listening to it and decided I needed a change. I threw on Van Morrison’s “Moondance.” That’s when I noticed both albums were released in 1970. I thought, “Wow, two great albums in 1970!”

And then I decided to look up what other albums were released in 1970. Seriously? 1970, you were a little greedy, weren’t you? The list is so impressive that I had to write…

Shannon Eubanks

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