After blogging for over a year, I took a recent opportunity to take part in an e-course called Blogging Your Way. Led by established blogger, teacher, designer, and…
I recently drove down the 15 mile Easton-Denton Road, the body count was a mere two. Three if you include the still alive runner. I said “Oh dear”…
The winter holidays, whatever they’re named at your house, offer the annual opportunity to view oneself in the eyes of friends and relatives. To see your reflection in…
At 9am on a mid-October Saturday, my husband had called me at our home in Denton from his cell phone. Neither of us recalls the reason for this…
Buddy Buddy Butthead My life took an off road adventure as of September 12. I am not sure what normal would look like if I were there. Not…
In my clueless skinny twenties, I house-sat for my neighbor Judy. I was bewildered by the Retin-A products in her bathroom and her new zeal for fitness as…
“There are too many things that I want to do,” I say to my husband outside the shower he’s taking. He says, “Don’t you mean, need to do?”…
A redefinition of me means finding out what I am not. I am not 25. Haven’t been for a while. Resigned to my limitations, I have permission to…
Perseverance. Stubborn single-mindedness. That’s what I can be made of. Holding on until the knuckles whiten. A first marriage that went on and on. Self definitions playing out…
Suffice it to say, I am, for very good reason, still petrified of computers. The process of creating a connection between what I love to do ( write)…