Author Archives: Becky Dingle

Dear Reader: The human memory never ceases to amaze me…like Carol Poole remembering the little story of the bird with limited wing capacity but plenty of song left in her. That story would have been lost forever in my memory … Continue reading →

Dear Reader: One of the nicest things about people following one’s stories through the form of a blog post…is that some of these amazing people… who played such distinctive and memorable roles in your life…remember parts of your own story … Continue reading →

Dear Reader: Many of you probably suspected that my post yesterday on beauty and bravery might have been hitting  pretty close to home ….it was. I was so antsy yesterday I couldn’t sit still long…so that is what drove me … Continue reading →

Dear Reader: Life’s messy and unpredictable. You don’t have to like every moment of it or every circumstance you find yourself in. However, by being willing to accept that you can’t change the moment, you are adding to your growth … Continue reading →

Dear Reader: Some of you, probably like me, watched the conclusion to the Hallmark American Rescue Dog Show Monday night. It is obviously unlike most dog shows since “Sugar,” the beautiful dog on the left, won and his category was reacting … Continue reading →

Dear Reader: Yesterday morning was my CT Chest Scan appointment so I left early in case traffic was heavy on Ladson Road and Highway 78. But to my delight I felt like I was only one of a handful of … Continue reading →

Dear Reader: Why didn’t someone tell me when I was younger to quit planning my precious days like some robotic computerized check-off list … but instead let the day reveal itself like the early flowering spring trees…at a natural pace? Aren’t … Continue reading →

Dear Reader: Chris Frazier sent me this beautiful metaphorical story awhile back and I have just found time to catch up on some “messenger” notices since my return from Pawleys. But this story touched me as apparently it did Chris … Continue reading →

Dear Reader: There was certainly no sunshine early yesterday morning in Summerville…in fact it was so dark I thought it was still midnight at 6:30 a.m….all was gloomy. As I lay in bed listening to the wind and rain…I thought … Continue reading →

Dear Reader: I have had to reconcile myself to my weakness of looking over and under items…rather than at them and through them. This is true of one fact about Pawleys Island I should have picked up on. Pawleys Island … Continue reading →