I can see clearly now . . .
Happy New Year Friends! It’s been a little more than five years since I created my blog. Using personal stories and photographs I opened a small…
Happy New Year Friends! It’s been a little more than five years since I created my blog. Using personal stories and photographs I opened a small…
I chose not to write about him, us, our relationship, during my time in Italy. A bit of my life I kept to myself, private, pure…
I walk into the first grade classroom of my newest teacher, her first year. A black line drawing of a turtle, its shell a patchwork of…
Looking toward Catalina I see its faint silhouette in the summer haze. I wonder if the French speaking tourists lounging on the sand nearby know there…
Sitting at my kitchen table, warmed by the fire and sipping hot tea, I write my Christmas cards. I add just a few words of love…
I spent many, many years dancing the same dance with my son. We had a pattern, a rhythm to our words and interactions. I counted on…
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 year following the passing of my parents was a tough one. Void of their love and laughter, life was dull and sad. My relationship with my boyfriend…
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…
My daughter started wearing glasses when she was 9 months old, darling little cat-eyed bifocals. Her appearance drew a lot of attention as this was over 30 years ago and…