exploring life and love with pictures and words
I remember vividly the first time I defended my belief in Santa Claus. I was seven years old and walking with my friend Therese down Narbonne Boulevard to pick up a few groceries for my mom, something that would never happen today. But during the sixties it was pretty common for small children to be sent to the... Continue Reading →
When I started my blog, I intended to include a lot more photographs. I even purchased a camera, and plan to invest some time learning how to use it, maybe even take a class. Years ago I had a manual 35mm camera and actually knew how to use all of the settings. If I had that camera today, I... Continue Reading →
Growing up I always knew I wanted to be a teacher. I loved everything about school, reading, math, music, friendships, and lunch time socializing. I was fortunate, for the most part, learning came easy for me. And when it wasn't easy, I had good teachers who helped me. I had many favorite teachers over the years. I admired... Continue Reading →
At seventeen I married my boyfriend of nearly three years, my high school sweetheart. I was five months pregnant and in love. I didn't marry him because I had to. I married him because I wanted to. The odds were against us for sure, so young without a clue as to what we wanted in the world, other... Continue Reading →
A few months ago on Facebook, I was invited by friends to post things for which I was grateful, three a day, for seven days. I participated and enjoyed the experience very much as it gave me an opportunity to reflect on all that was good in my life. It actually made me feel happy, really... Continue Reading →
Truth . . . I am an incurable romantic. I love all things ridiculously sappy. I believe in soul mates, love at first sight, happy endings, and love that lasts forever. I used to be a closet romantic. Being a child of the 70s, the era of I am Woman, hear me roar, I felt slightly embarrassed... Continue Reading →
I am sure it is difficult to say the words I've thought this through, played it out in my head. I've tried to imagine life with you forever . . . and I have reservations. . . It 's not going to work. I believe saying those words took courage. I do. I'll bet it's even harder to... Continue Reading →
Never let someone find you the same way that they left youPretend everything is going to be okay until it isThere is enough room in the world for everyone to be amazingBE bare naked in public as often as possible
I remember being twelve years old . . .smart, brave, funny, and having endless energy. I was always hungry and I ate a lot. When I looked in the mirror I liked what I saw, especially my long straight hair. I wore it like Cher and thought I looked like her. Some of my girlfriends... Continue Reading →
Bare Naked in Public 