"Dear Cousin, I'm thinking about starting a new revenue generating blog, but not sure I can take this on right now. My current site is working well, and the additional project would be a great income earner, but first I just have to locate and install my mojo - it ebbs and flows quite a bit during ...
Dwell [Poem]
I sit here craving your presence I close my eyes hoping to feel you close All the things I busy myself with Seem to pull me further away. ...
Impossible Christmas Joy
Christmas is a complicated season. At the surface, the media sends us the message that it is the "most wonderful time of year" filled with candy canes, happy smiling children, blissful mall shopping, and of course, argument-free family gatherings and copious amounts of leisure time. It's tough to ...
5 Life Lessons from The Music Man
The story of Harold Hill, Marion Paroo, and all the townspeople of River City, Iowa in the classic music by Meredith Wilson's The Music Man is one of near disaster and certain redemption. What could have ended with tar and feathering, lost money, and broken dreams in fact, ended in love, ...
The Lost Art of Thank You Notes
My grandmother practically lived to write thank you notes, or so it seemed. Upon arriving at her memorial service at her senior residence this past February, the music director, David, who played several hymns during the small gathering, shared after the service that he had never received so many ...
Homecoming [Poem]
When all the tears have dried and left a salty stain upon my cheek I sit and feel the void, the sadness I now feel when life has had it's way. ...
The Tension of Motherhood
There are lots of different “zones” in life, but the zone of motherhood—with all its different ages and stages—is one zone that can never be completely outgrown. Once you’ve become a mother, it’s always a part of you. I really love being a mom with all its ups and downs, exhaustion, joys, and ...
May’s Motherhood Race
It's May again, and like an unleashed torrent of water from a plugged hole in a dam, the flood of activities, field trips, end-of-year wrap-up events sweeps us moms away at an alarming rate. The May motherhood race is upon us, yet again. Ballet recitals, sports potlucks, field trips, open houses, ...
Bud [Poem]
Opening, pushing through budding, birthing the cold has done its work. Growth under surface harboring, planning then release. ...
Gift of You [Poem]
Few things in life can fully capture the impact a loved one can have on us. For me, my grandparents held a very special place in my heart as they were instrumental in my life from the time I was born. While both my grandfathers passed away many years ago, the first of my two cherished grandmothers ...
I Need Help (and so do you)
I can't do it any longer. I can't do it alone, and neither can you. I've tried to make it all come together perfectly, but I can't. The holidays form a kind of microcosmic vortex of realization wherein my weakness shows up in droves. I need help (and so do you). ...
Christmas Claustrophobia [Poem]
The lights are all up the Christmas tree is here even blinking, twinkling shining reindeer. ...