The Joy of Reconnecting
My footsteps were a complex mix of bouncy and hesitant as I entered the room. I was about to see my early childhood bestie for the first time in 40+ years. Part of me...
The Empty Nest Blog Blog
So Many Wishes
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...
Until Further Notice
Dear Self, I am writing this during the second week of “social distancing;” an attempt to help our world get a bit of control over the Covid-19 virus. It is imperative that we all...
Strength in the Struggle
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...
A Smile, A Hug, A Moment
“I’ve learned that people will forget what you said, people will forget what you did, but people will never forget how you made them feel.”- Maya Angelou
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,...
Cheers, Jeers and Cultivating Relationships
I jump back out of bed and do a few laps around our second floor before I go to sleep, just to get a few extra steps in. Once again, I’m dead last in...
On A Dreary Night in April…Angels
The lights on the dashboard began to dim as one-by-one the emergency indicators lit up. As we pulled onto the nearest exit ramp, the truck died completely. We were amazingly able to roll across...
There’s a Whole Latte “Self-Care” Going On!
After glancing at the third cheery snapshot of friends’ double-caramel triple whipped cream venti mochas on social media one day, under the heading of “self-care,” I decided to delve into the question that has...
Don’t Unfriend Me Just Yet!
I watched as my friend worriedly texted her adult children. She was reminding them that there were topics at their upcoming family dinner that were “off-limits,” because the conversation would inevitably not have gone...
