I was finally working on cleaning up my office/craft room the other day and ran across a bag of yo-yos. Not the toy kind of yo-yos but the fabric kind. I somehow ended up with a package that my mom was working on and boy Continue reading →
One of my blogger friends reminded me today that our moms are still a part of our every day lives. Dawn over at Change Is Hard wrote about how she was talking to her mom while she made a pie. Since her mom died in Continue reading →
. Yep. That’s the family circa 1994 or 1995ish. I am not exactly sure which year it was but there we are in all of our glory outside a cottage at one of my favorite places on earth, Lakeside, Ohio. While we have all grown Continue reading →
I have been working through my book 52 Lists for Happiness and one of the lists that is included is to list things that made me happy as a child. It’s a great exercise to make lists and it is even better to remember childhood memories that Continue reading →
The other day when I rolled up the tube of toothpaste to get the little bit that was left in it I heard my Daddy say “There’s still some left.” My dad was the master at toothpaste tube rolling and getting the very last bit Continue reading →
Feeling all the feels. The slang term describes an overwhelming emotional reaction and I think I am in the midst of feeling all the feels this holiday season. First of all, I am so missing my mom. She was such a big part of all Continue reading →
Last night I couldn’t fall to sleep right away. Weird, since I was finally home in my own bed and was happy to be there. You know that kind of night, don’t you? When you just can’t shut off the thoughts? Well, last night I Continue reading →
Sometimes I like to scroll through old blog posts to see what I was blogging about years ago. When you have been at it as long as I have sometimes the ideas are elusive when it comes to writing. At times I might repurpose the Continue reading →
I have the privilege of having so many scrapbooks and albums from my parents and every once in awhile I take the time to look through the fragile pages. It gives me the chance to see who they were when they were younger and how Continue reading →
Sometimes I realize how short life can be and how I so want to be able to see my parents and talk to them. Father’s Day is one of those days, like Mother’s Day, that carries with it many emotions. As I reflect on my Continue reading →
