I was awakened this afternoon by a Facebook call from one of my cousins. I hadn’t heard his voice in several years, not since Mom passed away, five years ago this coming week. “Remember when I lived in that tent? How old was I? I can’t remember.” He said that his new...
Each year, I face certain daunting tasks once we return from the 80’s Cruise: getting all of the pics and videos posted to share with my friends on Facebook; getting unpacked (I still have our two largest suitcases to go and we have been home for ten days now); and...
Sitting here trying to write blogs that are a week overdue, blasting my new Cutting Crew album in the office and crying, overwhelmed with emotion by the amazing life I have. I’ve always loved the song “One for the Mockingbird” by Cutting Crew. It was...
Bed-Making Memories – March 22, 2023 Covering the bed with the duvet is an easy matter after the boomeranging back and forth of fighting the fitted sheets over the deep-pocketed mattress and running back and forth, side to side, top to bottom, to ensure that all sides...
Last Wednesday, Russ sent me an ominous text while he was out running morning errands. “When I get home, we need to talk.” Okay. What good conversation ever started out like that? It was a busy morning. I’m taking a Publishing Class every weekday morning in February...
The first kiss I ever remember getting was from one of my mom’s boyfriends when I was somewhere between 1-2 years old and we lived in Ypsilanti, Michigan. My father had left us when I was not quite six months old, so we moved to Michigan to live with my Papaw Little,...
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