Funny How Things Happen

Not long ago, Joanne from Blessed and I realized we live near each other. We had met through our blogs, so discovering we were both in the same area was…

The Big, Bad, Red Thing in my Kitchen

I sat there at the kitchen table, hunched over my keyboard, finishing an article I was working on. The house was quiet, except for the sound of the ceiling fan,…

A Man Named Ted

There’s a man named Ted who lives in a senior home near our house. I’ve only met him once, but he’s had a place in my heart ever since. I…

Be Back in a Bit…

I’m working to meet a magazine deadline, so I won’t be posting for a few days. In the meantime, stop by Beautiful Fabulous to read my articles “A Fun Way…

This Quiet House

“What is a mother?” That was the title of a poem my daughter wrote me last year. In the process of doing some cleaning-out this weekend, I happened upon it…