My Dad . . .

I think of my dad throughout the day, every day. Memories play like a movie in my head, vivid and beautiful. I rewind, play, rewind, and play again. He is laughing and sharing his wisdom, and sometimes he is filled with sadness. I see him, I hear him and I feel his presence, an energy... Continue Reading →

I’m not in charge . . . and grateful

I wanted to title this post I'm sick of being grateful. . . or . . . The Universe is stupid. If you follow my blog you know that this month I'm highlighting gratitude, acknowledging life's little gifts and giving thanks. It's been a good exercise for me, adding positivity and happiness one day at a time. But recent days have been full of sad... Continue Reading →

Grateful for a treasured memory …

David married into one of my favorite families, a family that I absolutely love and consider my family too. So, like them, he became family as well. Aside from a few extended visits, I saw him once, maybe twice a year, but we always picked up right where we left off, easy conversation and happy to see one another. With... Continue Reading →

Ordinary Gratitude . . .

Ordinary Gratitude . . . I have written before about mom’s gift for finding beauty in the ordinary experiences of everyday life. Whether it was seeing a deer grazing on the hillside near her home in Roseburg, Oregon, a hawk flying over our backyard in Huntington Beach, or finding a whole sand dollar on the... Continue Reading →

At Seventeen . . .

My favorite exercise and escape is walking on the beach.  I run across the highway to the trail and am greeted by the sunset. I squint my eyes,  take a deep breath and shake off the day. This is my peace. My body quickly finds its rhythm, its pace, and my legs lead the way, allowing my mind to wander.... Continue Reading →

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