Holidays - Tricia Lott Williford

Thank you, Mary.

by Tricia Lott Williford | Dec 25, 2020 | Holidays, My Faith, Parenting

I remember when each of my boys was born, the sweet relief of holding them, meeting them, beginning this new adventure with them. But I also recall the complicated emotions of sharing them now with other people. For so many months, my baby had been mine alone. Only...

That Time When I Lost a Manuscript

by Tricia Lott Williford | Dec 22, 2020 | Deep Sadness, Holidays, On My Mind, Think Like An Artist, This Book is For You

Tricia said: “Laptop, Open Manuscript.” And the Laptop said, “File Not Found.” Tricia said: “Look again, laptop. Find it, please.” And the Laptop said, “File Not Found.” I had spent weeks working on my second round of...

Give My Book for Christmas!

by Tricia Lott Williford | Dec 15, 2020 | And Life Comes Back, Holidays, Just You Wait, Let's Pretend We're Normal, Think Like An Artist, TLW, You Can Do This

A Christmas Special: Give my book for Christmas! For $20, I’ll send to you a *personalized, signed copy* of the book of your choice, including gift wrap and shipping. Straight to your door, complete with my love and doodles. Available Books: ~ Just You...

A Tale of Two Turkeys

by Tricia Lott Williford | Nov 26, 2020 | Food, Holidays, I Am Ridiculous

I mean, I’ve never been in charge of a turkey before. And since our Thanksgiving is the most intimate ever, I bought the smallest turkey ever. Almost a medium-ish chicken. So, since I’ve never been in charge of a turkey, I didn’t know what color it...

Tricia’s Easy Easter Cake

by Tricia Lott Williford | Apr 11, 2020 | Food, Holidays

When I say it’s easy and good, then you know it’s absolutely going to be BOTH. Probably you have all of these very things in your own little quarantined kitchen, and you can become the Easter Bunny herself by whipping up this deliciousness for the people...

Our Loudest Easter Story

by Tricia Lott Williford | Apr 11, 2020 | All Boy, For Real?, Holidays, I Am Ridiculous, Parenting

I wanted to send this story to you on Easter morning or the night before, but things got away from me, what with the glazed ham and the hashbrown potatoes and the early service and hosting all the family and dyeing of inappropriate eggs. (I distinctly recall saying...