The real reason I’m thankful…
Truth be told, the real reason I’m thankful at Thanksgiving is that it comes only once a year. Don’t get … Continue reading The real reason I’m thankful…
Category: family
The gift of song…
I wish I could call my dad on the phone today and sing him “Happy Birthday!” the way he and … Continue reading The gift of song…
The crybaby cure…
When I returned home from a juicy day at school yesterday, I found myself wishing for Mrs. Piggle Wiggle. I … Continue reading The crybaby cure…
Flowers, frills, and ostrich quills
I was expecting a laptop battery from Amazon, and so when I spotted the nondescript package near my door, I … Continue reading Flowers, frills, and ostrich quills
The sequel…
Yesterday I shared a column I wrote for my local newspaper in 1992. (This post would make more sense if you’ve … Continue reading The sequel…
No greater loss to be feared…
Twenty years ago, while I was working as a reporter, editor, and writer, I had the opportunity to write for … Continue reading No greater loss to be feared…
A Tribute to My Dad
I miss my dad. Like most little girls, I thought my dad was the most handsome, most fun, and most … Continue reading A Tribute to My Dad
Care and keeping of teenagers…
To my fellow parents, I find it hard being both a morning person and a parent of a teenager. I … Continue reading Care and keeping of teenagers…
Last lasts…
When my five children were young and we ventured into public, well-meaning older women would smile at whatever delights or … Continue reading Last lasts…
Driving Miss Crazy…
My son is mere months away from getting his real license. As we near that date, he is insisting on … Continue reading Driving Miss Crazy…
Happy feet…
Some people have comfort food. I have comfort shoes. (To be honest, I have both.) I wear sandals during the … Continue reading Happy feet…
What my mother did right…
I have often complained that I inherited the worst physical attributes of both of my parents. My dad’s acne and … Continue reading What my mother did right…
Sands of time…
A memoir: I am at Caspersen Beach, watching three of my five children play with my sister’s three children. My … Continue reading Sands of time…
Bane or blessing?
I’ve had a hard time writing lately–or at least a hard time self-publishing. I miss my newspaper colleagues and their feedback. … Continue reading Bane or blessing?
Out of (my) control…
I was getting the batting line-up from our head coach just before our final game of the season, when I … Continue reading Out of (my) control…
To win or not to win…
As my son’s varsity baseball team enters this week of tournament games, all of us are aware that a loss … Continue reading To win or not to win…
Hero worship…
My son proudly told me what is in his bio, which I will officially read when I attend the school … Continue reading Hero worship…
All Things Work Together 