• December 8, 2016

Kristi Parker Johnson

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I really don’t like being alone — but then, I do

After my divorce in 2006, I learned several things about myself. First, I learned that I do not like being alone. Second, I learned that I really like and need to be alone sometimes.

I don’t have a Bucket List — and that’s OK

The Bucket List concept is very popular these days. Seems like everybody has one, and if they don’t, they’re either pretending they do or feeling like they should.

Differences balance out relationship

We sat on a stoop outside The Gin restaurant in Belton on Sunday afternoon, eating frozen yogurt and staring into the warm winter sun.

2014 off to rough start, but it’s improving

We’re only two weeks into 2014, but I have to say it’s been a bumpy year so far. I’ve experienced lots of high and lows, excitement, disappointment, anxiety and joy.

Christmas shopping? I have plenty of time

Procrastination is my middle name. It’s not really, but it should be. I fully enjoy putting off today what I can surely do tomorrow.

This empty-nester is ready to enjoy Christmas again

The Christmas tree has been assembled in the living room, standing at attention waiting to be adorned.

Tackling a diet at Thanksgiving is no easy task

With Thanksgiving looming on the horizon, thoughts naturally turn to turkey and dressing, green bean casserole, pumpkin pie and other decadent culinary creations. My mouth is already watering in anticipation, but I have a confession to make.

Walking for Alzheimer’s was long time coming

Several weeks ago, my children decided to participate in the Walk to End Alzheimer’s event in Grapevine.

Letting go feels so good

I’m steadily practicing the art of letting go.

Cruise taught us how to relax — at least for a week

My husband and I just returned from a weeklong vacation in the Caribbean.

I’m not as crazy about change as I used to be

I’ve always been the kind of person who craves change. I’m not content with a static lifestyle and have never been afraid to alter the things that bore me or make me unhappy.

On road trips, hubby’s not into chatting

My husband and I took a road trip last weekend. We travel very well together. He drives and I ride, and that’s fine with me. However, our road trips tend to be quite … quiet. I would prefer a little more conversation to fill the hours and hours of silence, but he’s just not the talkative type.

Babies have power to heal

I’ve always believed that babies have the power to heal families. My mom is living proof, since her own birth healed a rift between her daddy and his father-in-law on the day she was born in 1932. Her grandfather came to see his new granddaughter, and that was the first time her mother had seen her father in a year.

Over the years, I’ve learned to never say never

I’ve learned a few lessons in my 48 years on this earth, but none more profound than this:

Still recovering from my long 3-day weekend

I love three-day weekends. After working in the retail coffee business for many years, where holidays are typically high-volume sales days and taking the day off is taboo, I especially appreciate not having to work on Labor Day, Fourth of July and Memorial Day.

Lure of city lights inspired bright idea

I had this great idea.

Sometimes, all moms can do is worry and pray

Now that my children are grown with families of their own, I often feel disconnected from them. Sometimes I don’t feel like a mother at all. Since my chicks began vacating the nest about 10 years ago, I’ve struggled to find my new place in their lives.

Tragedy in West has adjusted my attitude

As I write this, I’ve spent the last 24 hours following news reports of the fertilizer plant explosion in West. My husband and I stayed up after midnight watching CNN and, since we live just 45 miles from West, answering texts from friends and family inquiring about our well being.

My prayers are unconventional, but God answers

I believe thoughts are as good as prayers, but I also think the “squeaky wheel gets the grease” saying probably applies to God, too. Those people who are always in his face, standing at his doorstep, ringin’ the bell, texting, calling, emailing, Skyping, begging for some FaceTime, probably get first dibs on God’s time.

I’ve had plenty of adventures, but not ziplining

I was feeling sorry for myself the other day when it occurred to me that pretty much everybody I know has gone ziplining except me.

Being a mom isn’t always smooth sailing

When my children were little, I thought I had it all figured out. I ran my household like a tight Navy ship filled with short people who obeyed my every command (mostly) and loved me unconditionally.

Empty nest means fewer folks to blame

When my husband, Chuck, and I married, we were both empty-nesters. He has an 18-year-old son and two adult daughters and I have four grown children.

My hubby’s all about the game; me, not so much

My husband and I attended our first baseballgame of the season on Saturday. Our nephew plays for Sanford Brown College in Big Spring and his team was playing a two-day quadruple-header in Waco.

Mom and I finally seeing eye-to-eye

My mother and I have not always seen eye to eye. I think that started before I was even born, since I was the “surprise” baby who showed up when my parents thought they were done having kids.