I have been absent from this platform for a while. I often think of abandoning it altogether but I never do. I’m not sure why and I’m not sure blogging is even a “thing” anymore. Seems as if we abbreviate and shorten our thoughts more than expressing them in detail. This isn’t about getting on … Continue reading
As I sit here at my desk rejoicing in the fact that it’s sunny out, my family is safe and healthy and my husband has the holiday off, it makes me take stock of what I have. How great life is and how fortunate I am to live in a country that allows me to … Continue reading
I have something to admit. I’ve not been especially holiday happy for the past few years. I find myself dreading the holiday season and I didn’t used to be that way. I once welcomed holidays, decorated, watched holiday movies—all that stuff that families do during the holiday season. I’m not going to go into a … Continue reading
Have you ever noticed someone doing something and think to yourself, that looks like something I’d love to do…I’m going to do that. Or, you’ll strike up a conversation with a stranger in line (or “on line” for those of you in New York) who’ll tell you something fascinating about her or his life and … Continue reading
I remember the first time I became of aware of me. A sense of myself; separate and aware of my existence, within a group of others or a part of something else. I was in first grade. My teacher was Miss Hilda. She had red hair, fair skin. Her teeth were crooked. Two prominent front … Continue reading