I want you to help me write my obituary. Sure. What would you like to say? Okay, it has to begin with, I was born on a high and windy hill. No. You weren’t born on a high and windy hill. What are you talking about? I was born on a high and windy hill. […]Read More Her Story, Her Way
Opportunities for children to learn, grow, shine are sought and seized by eager parents everywhere, wanting more than anything to provide that environment where their kids not only develop whatever gifts and talents they have, but thrive and revel in them. Sometimes, parents’ intentions are to help their child with social skills, with self-esteem, with […]Read More Theatre Brought To Us In A Little Red Truck
This morning, while I peacefully sat drinking coffee, and chatting with my family; seven year old granddaughter, who had been studying me from across the living room, said, “Grandma, you look just like a rock star who grew up”. Wow! I’m good with that! And if our grandchildren want to think we look like rock stars […]Read More Let’s Rock On!
At the risk of sounding like, or appearing a Luddite, I have to state how unequivocally I loathe involuntary, unwelcome change to my electronic tools. That is change for no discernible reason, without my knowledge or permission. It is very difficult for me to embrace things I neither asked for nor wanted, and when it […]Read More In Pursuit Of Heaven; Not For The Squeamish
We like to sing in this home. I do not mean trained, you should try out for a Hollywood competition; WOW! that was amazing kind of singing. No. Here we just burst out in song over the silliest things, often at the most unexpected times. A bit like living in a musical, without a script […]Read More Get Up Ev’rybody And Sing!
After lunch today, my twin grandchildren sat down at our kitchen table to address and sign Valentines for their preschool class. The joy and excitement were palpable. This was the final task in preparation for their Valentine’s Party later this week; on Wednesday, all they need to do is take the cards to school, and deliver […]Read More Love And Bop In The Fifth Grade
We all were in the kitchen making Margherita pizza, one of the family favorites, and as trains of thought meandered this way and that, discussions pinging off each mile post along the way, someone mentioned the unlimited career choices available to the youth of today. We agreed there is no doubt the children in this […]Read More Reach High, Reach Far
I was thinking about the importance of words, and how we want to be perfectly understood, all the while understanding imperfectly. And it is not just semantics or definitions of words; there is so much more, especially if one has resided in different regions of the United States. Because, the reality is, we are not […]Read More Let’s Skin That Dinosaur
There was a day, a couple years ago, when my daughter and I were discussing an issue pertaining to my health and the demands of my job, both physically and mentally. It was an intense conversation, and always kind and loving, she tried tactfully to describe my stage of life as no longer being a […]Read More Enough Cluck For Our Chicken Years
I have wondered, from time to time, what actually triggers memories of certain people; the recollections that seemingly pop up out of nowhere, and instantly take us back to a time or place we were not thinking about at all, and then render us unable to think of anything else. Particular scents, music, colors, weather; […]Read More Her Name Was Grandmother