Someone recently asked me how I came to be living with my Dad. I guess it’s an honest question and I don’t blame people for being curious. After all, I am 50-something years old. I guess you might think it’s just weird. Well, I really don’t care what you think. How’s that for honest? Having… Read More The Back Story
It never fails. Last night, I brought dad a Boost nutritional shake to go with his pizza bites. I swear, it’s like he’s a little kid. He doesn’t want vegetables. “I get tired of vegetables all the time,” he says. How can he get sick of veggies if he never eats them? He will rarely… Read More Not My Turn….
A Woman’s Poem — Does any of that sound familiar to you? If it does then you have most likely wanted to take a cast iron skillet to your husband’s head a few times. But, we don’t. Why? Because that’s not who we are. We are friends and we are mothers. We are daughters, sisters,… Read More A Woman’s Poem
Yes, my life IS pretty plain, but it’s mine and no one else’s. I love the simple things in life. I love watching the rain fall, watching for rainbows, and waiting for the birds, rabbits and squirrels to come out and play. I love the blooms that Spring brings, the chirping sounds of nature,… Read More No Rain by Blind Melon
This time of year, most people are planning their Thanksgiving dinners. Some folks head out to spend a few days with relatives. Some folks stay home and prepare the big meal for family and friends. My family and I are staying home, wishing that my sisters and their families could be here. No matter where we’re… Read More Giving Thanks