I’ve learned the hard way expect a backlash when I engage the public on the topic of consuming alcohol during pregnancy. Some of the most…
2016
Yet you do not know what your life will be like tomorrow. You are just a vapor that appears for a little while and then…
In the wee small hours
It happened at night. It always does, doesn’t it? The sniffle turns into a full-on cold, the sore throat becomes unbearable, that slightly red eye…
Handmade holiday
Like many of my generation, I grew up with the idea that handmade was synonymous with “homely.” My mother– an expert seamstress– rarely sewed for…
Quiet time
Early morning is my time. I prefer to rise while it’s still dark. I’m obviously not wired for late nights; my thinking gets muddled as the…
Open House
This Christmas, there is healing. We’re still raw in some places, still bruised in others. But overall, we are mid-stream on the process that will…
The only one
Years ago, I learned a lesson the hard way. Mired in depression and struggling with the fact that my life at that moment was good, but…
Just the beginning
December 26 dawns with two camps firmly established each year: those relived that Christmas is done, and those depressed because Christmas is done. ** Thing…
How to be REAL without being RUDE
I admit to being completely caught off guard when my August post, “My husband is an idiot and I can’t stand my kids,” garnered so much…
“Our” Christmas
This year, when I opened the box of Christmas decorations, there was something new wrapped in with the ornaments and tucked into the stockings: the…