I went to the zoo for Christmas. It was a different year for me without my two older kids here and I didn’t want to stay at home and feel their absence even more than I all ready did when we got the tree and put it up. Or when …
Christmas is not my favorite holiday. I like it okay, but it’s not something I wait for all year. I’m not a Scrooge or Grinch, but it’s just not something I get all doe-eyed about. But there are some things I really do love: I love those Snow and Heat …
I saw this story a while ago about a renaming ceremony. Girls in India had been given names clearly indicating their (lack of) value in their family/community. In a country devastated by poverty and within a culture that burdens families with daughters financially, baby girls had been given names meaning …
I just finished a book. It is my fourth. My first two no longer exist, but I count them because I wrote them. If you ever wrote a book, you understand. Writing a book is like running a marathon. Well, I guess it is. I’ve never run a marathon. And …
I went to Stockton for Thanksgiving. It’s about a 2 hour drive that took almost 3.5 because of holiday traffic. I was born in Stockton. Moved away when I was 9. Moved back when I was 18. Moved away and back when I was 22 and then moved away at …
Tis the season for posts about gratitude. And is it just me? Or are some of these posts a little trite. My family, friends, my country… blah-ba-blah. This year feels weird to me. It just feels off for some reason. Last year, my wonderful Aunt Earline had just passed away. …