Dirt Roads and Daydreams

About the Author

I was born in a very small Northern Alabama town in 1981 — back when times were simpler and childhood stretched out like a long summer evening. I grew up on red clay roads, front-porch wisdom, and a kind of freedom you can’t quite explain to anyone who didn’t live it. The days were slower, the skies seemed bigger, and adventure began the moment I stepped outside barefoot.

With a childhood full of cousins, creek banks, church potlucks, and screen doors that never stayed shut, I learned early to appreciate the magic in ordinary moments. I am part of the last generation who knew life before smartphones, seatbelts were “suggestions,” and parents hollered you home from the porch at dusk.

Now, years later, I find myself looking back at those stories — the funny ones, the wild ones, the tender ones — and realizing just how much they shaped her. Dirt Roads and Daydreams is her way of honoring the world that raised me: the people, the places, and the perfectly imperfect Southern childhood that still lives deep in my bones.

*Please note: any photos being used are stock photos. At this time, I do not wish to share my true identity and any photos of myself or my friends and family.*