Natalie Ogbourne

Watch With Me?

Watch With Me?

During finals week of my sophomore year I noticed a two columned list, double-sided, on my college roommate’s desk. It was titled My Life From Now Until I Die. She had a lot to do. College is like that. So is life. In my first post here at Along This Road, after...
Let’s Sit In Front!

Let’s Sit In Front!

Two years ago my parents took all five grandchildren to Florida to the beach and Sea World and Disney World. Disney World. My mom looked kind of chagrinned when she brought it up, as though she was worried we might think they had taken leave of their senses. She had...

What Matters

Parked on a chair in the hospital lobby, I was beyond the reach of the wind’s icy fingers. I’d come for a routine test and stayed to make my grocery list in an attempt to delay meeting the arctic air that had blown in that morning.  A family went about...
For This December: On Being Stretched

For This December: On Being Stretched

When my uncle and aunt left their Century Farm in Iowa to ranch in Oklahoma they offered me much of what had been sitting, unused for generations, in their attic. There were books. Heaps of them.  My favorites were the old ones with worn covers, among them a frayed...

On Feeling Lost

Because I inherited my zeal for vacation planning from my dad, it wasn’t long after he invited me to go to the writing class that we began to plot the hikes we would take along the way. He charted our route, one that would take us into Yellowstone through the Tetons...

For This November: Before It’s Gone

“Come look at the sky–before it’s gone.” It was my dad. He was hard at work outdoors last weekend, building a wall with my husband and son. As usual, he had his eye on the sky and when he saw that the evening’s sunset was worth sharing, he did. My youngest walked...