My husband’s mother died six weeks ago. She lived to be a hundred years old and endured severe dementia for many years, though her attitude remained positive — she was almost always smiling. Last...
One of my objectives is attempting to eradicate words of regret from my vocabulary. Coulda, shoulda, woulda? On their way to being erased, I hope. I haven’t yet quite succeeded and I’m trying to...
I used to pass the Salvation Army red kettle collection sites and smile, wish the bell ringers a happy holiday and continue on my way. Theirs was not my religion. Thirty years ago...
I am an unabashed list maker. If you classify me as OCD, that’s okay — I love the pleasure I get from crossing things off when I accomplish them. I make lists for: Things...
In the 1980’s when we lived in Texas and our children were young, we drove to Padre Island for the Thanksgiving holiday. We camped in the dunes and boiled shrimp on the beach for...
Last week we experienced a devastating wind storm with near-hurricane force winds and I am in the middle of the fifth day with no electricity at home. I have a wood stove that provides...
I look forward to walks with my dog — it’s my thinking time — and the other day I fervently wished that I had pinned a “Do Not Disturb” sign on myself. Shortly after...
I was visiting at the hospital yesterday and took a look at the little table that each patient gets — the one that scoots around the room and the table top can be positioned...
Years ago while we were visiting my family, my mother headed downtown to get her mail at the post office. My middle son who was four, decided to walk along and when they got...
My dog and I serendipitously found one another eight years ago through the PetFinder website. Cinnamon is amazingly affectionate and devoted, with a sweet and gentle nature — though admittedly at times she...
