A Storied Life
With a glint in her eye and a giggle in her voice, my 93-year-old Mom began: “Well, when I was four or five years old, we lived in Cynthiana. I walked into our garage,...
With a glint in her eye and a giggle in her voice, my 93-year-old Mom began: “Well, when I was four or five years old, we lived in Cynthiana. I walked into our garage,...
The last time I was with my grandsons we headed to our favorite park to feed the ducks and walk through the woods. As we were heading back to the car, we came across...
I had lunch last week with four very special ladies. Altogether their years on this earth equaled 371. It was a sad occasion that brought us all together; one of their dear friends had...
Last Father’s Day was my first without my Dad being here on this earth to share it with. I was incredibly blessed to have a father who was truly an integral part of my...
It can happen in a matter of minutes or over a long period of time; but often we find ourselves experiencing a “new normal.” Things have coasted along fairly smoothly for a period of...
Treasured Hands As I sit by your bedside and watch you sleep, reaching out to lay my hand on yours, I am reminded how precious your hands have been to me over the years....