Pam HatcherMonsters in My Closet and Under My BedAs small children most of us were frightened by the monsters under our bed, hiding in our closets or just lurking in the dark. Many of us…May 10, 2017May 10, 2017
Pam HatcherThe Last RockIt was a typical southern spring afternoon on Stone Street. It was warm and sunny. The combination of bees and neighborhood activity caused…Mar 9, 2017Mar 9, 2017
Pam HatcherThe soul. The home of our essence, the seat of our being, place of all our emotions like love…I recently experienced the death of my husband, best friend and soulmate. In the hazy emotionally numb days that followed this horrible…Nov 17, 20161Nov 17, 20161