Today is my husband’s and my wedding anniversary. Forty-eight years have gone by and I can’t believe it’s been that long. We got married very young and have stayed married — so we’ve beaten...
We spent last week on our annual family camping trip and took along my husband’s mother. We took her ashes, that is — she died last October. We took the letter where years ago...
I’ve been obsessed with a certain granola lately and have taken to leaving a bag of it open on the countertop so I can reach in and grab a handful to stuff in my...
I spent last evening trying to learn how to successfully back up our small trailer. Actually, I’m capable of backing it up just fine — getting it to go where I want it is...
Forty years ago, my husband, our kids and I lived in far eastern Kentucky, in a town nestled deep within the Appalachian Mountains. It was in an era that was pre-internet, pre-cable television, pre-a...
There’s a queen size boxspring sitting in my kitchen. I don’t mean to imply that I don’t know how it ended up there. I do. In fact, I helped carry it and put it...
I don’t personally use an e-reader, though I know a ton of people who swear by them. I still prefer holding the hard copy of a book in my hands and being able to...
The other night when we were in the car, I was driving and my husband was the passenger. He and I were talking about his mother’s childhood, wishing we knew more and wondering if...
I spent a long time running errands yesterday, didn’t remember to take a snack along with me and before I knew it, I was starving and ended up succumbing to a quick blood sugar...
On our way to a campground in British Columbia last week, we stopped for gas at a stop-and-go place that popped up at a highway intersection. I spotted a sign outside advertising ice cream so...
