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I am crawling in the darkness, full-blown, combat creep. My coordinates? Spare bedroom. Destination? Baby bed. Chirping fills the air, then slight whimpering and a tiny sob. My mission is to calm the baby. I cannot let her see me. I approach like a soldier on reconnaissance. At three months, my Baby is a social … Continue reading My Baby Quarantine
Happy 95th Birthday, Bert! Bert brightens my day with his exuberance. His smile is a dazzler. Bert lives alone in a cozy house. I love to visit. As a Type A gal, I enjoy doing little acts of kindness for him. I clean his home and wash his laundry and dance across the living room to his … Continue reading Top Five Life Tips at 95
She was one of my extra moms. Our daughters were buddies from kindergarten through high school. Our homes were interchangeable. It was easy to share children. I was speechless when I found out Lisa had cancer. It was one of those moments your mind is racing with an echoing, "WHY, WHY, WHY?" God and Lisa … Continue reading Lisa’s Life List
“Behold. I am making all things new.” - Rev. 25:1 I’ve been so privileged to spend time with my granddaughter in this new year. The baby and God are teaching me a lot about coping with worry, anxiety and fear. So...Here’s my checklist! Coping with Worry ...What the Baby Taught Me 1. Stay Close - … Continue reading Four Tips to Deal with Worry -What the Baby Taught Me
On Thanksgiving day in New York City they couldn’t fly the Macy’s Parade balloons high in the air. Many balloons were grounded. Gusting wind whipped through the cavernous streets. There was a chill in the air. I was cleaning and working in a small apartment above those streets. There was no turkey and dressing on … Continue reading Thanksgiving
I’m writing about seasons. I’m writing about ghosts. This is the first in a series. Indian Summer Saturday blossomed on our farm hilltop. Gold flickered up from the bristling corn stalks. They crackled and shimmered in the breeze. It was a glorious day. We were working. The barn was dreary and dusty. We had to … Continue reading Seasons: FALL
I get crazy notions sometimes. Well, maybe I get crazy notions all the time. My Type A mind buzzes with ideas saner folks would shoot down. For example, what 63 year old hops a plane to fly more than 1,000 miles to open her barn doors and start loading her old truck with furniture and … Continue reading Flea Market
