I know in my heart that Mother’s Day is meant to be a celebration; however, for those of us who no longer have a living mother . . .this day can be bittersweet. As the constant television ads and Internet marketing campaigns bombard shoppers, we are often engulfed by countless waves of nostalgic memories. The day can be painful when it should be beautiful. My mom was an at-home mother during an era when that choice was the norm. She…..
I experienced two mini miracles today. Moments like this, I normally don’t share; however, my friends and family were a part of it – so I want them to know — and perhaps you will find some comfort too. Today, in spite of the beautiful sunny morning — I got a late start – I felt a bit of heaviness in my heart – missing loved ones – and moving slowly. Consequently, I chose to go to the 10:55 Connect…..
The Community Yard Sale is a huge twice-a-year event in our neighborhood. If you like yard sales, ours is considered “Yard Sale Heaven.” Forty to fifty families normally participate; as a result, there are thousands of things for sale. And . . . guess who is in charge of organizing it? As we all know, it has been a long cold winter . . . however, the weather last Saturday turned out to be very inviting . ……
When Failure Turns into Success When I was very little, my father’s job took us to Paris where we lived for two years. During that time, I attended kindergarten and started the first grade in French schools. According to my mother, I spoke French fluently (but don’t ask me to speak it now.) I was halfway through the first grade when we returned to the United States. Unfortunately, I did not have the reading foundation in English to excel. For…..
Fans often ask me . . . “When did you start writing?” The answer . . . I was 10-years-old. For Christmas that year, my grandmother gave me a diary with a lock and key. When I opened the gift, she whispered in my ear, “Write what you feel.” To my surprise, words poured out of me and landed on the pages of that little red book. At 15, I wrote the first story I was willing to share with…..