If you are reading this, I would like to thank you for taking this journey with me!
Read MoreI watched her age through the number of pieces on the puzzle box.
Read MoreDo you remember the long, winding cords that attached us to our rotary house phones-how tangled and stretched they became? If you had wanted any privacy for your call you might go into the cellarway or somewhere you could shut the door on the cord.
Read MoreEarly this morning, I went out for a walk. The day was dimly lit, cirrus clouds just barely visible, frost covered leaf piles. This is a surreptitious time of the day-homes dark, animals had not yet taken cover-the winter morning chorus sparse yet soulful.
Read MoreIf I have learned anything from this ‘life on hold’-I have learned to love the ho-hum days, the mask-free days, the carefree days. I am reminded that one of the most enlightening expeditions is the journey within-no travel plans or masks required
Read MoreHold onto the moments, breathe in the magic and although they are not perfect, within the imperfection remember that ‘these are the good old days!
Read MoreHere we are in the season of light, our homes aglow, hoping time slows down a bit so the beauty of the holidays lasts. It’s so hard to wait another whole year for the splendor of Christmas to roll around once again.
Read MoreOur family traditions, that have been carefully carved over time and live within us, are part of our archeological DNA, the fiber of who we are and what we will leave behind. So my thought is, try not to let them go, they are - who we are.
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