Sitting at Starbucks this morning I’m thinking about how life is a mixed bag of emotions. When my husband died I was surprised to find I could be grieving …
It’s 8:30 in the morning, I’m sitting at Starbucks, and guess what? I got the cup with birch trees on it today, and while I like all three of …
I have a broken piece of a coke bottle that has spent a major part of its life tumbling in a river. My brother found this treasure for me …
Remember the nursery rhyme where little boys are made of “snips, snails, and puppy-dog tails” while little girls are made of “sugar, spice, and everything nice”? More specifically (and …
My mom recently had thick carpet removed from the spare bedroom, showing the original hardwood floor. Even knowing that the carpet is gone, every time I walk in that …