Happy Mothers Day! I have received some beautiful gifts from my family. But if I could wish for some less tangible, more personal gifts from my own mother figures, this is what I would ask for… I’d pray to have my Grandma Evelyn’s beautiful hands. Her hands created works of art, wrote words of comfort […]
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The Treasure That Was Almost Trash: My Grandfather’s Workbench
Beauty is in the eye of the beholder. -Ancient Greek saying Also: Beauty, like supreme dominionIs but supported by opinion. – Benjamin Franklin Today my husband and I walked through my grandmother’s house for one of the last times. My grandmother was moved permanently to a nursing home last week, and the house is being emptied for […]
The Writing Relationship
I’ve had a relationship with Writing for most of my life. I was formally introduced to Writing in kindergarten. I learned about her, letter by letter, and I understood her mentally, but sometimes our physical relationship struggled as my 5 year-old hand shook and cramped, holding the pencil over the special dot-dash paper. As I […]
Chicken Soup For The Sowul
I’m not really a cook. Sure, I can follow a recipe, and I’ve learned a few tricks about crockpot cookery, but in general, I don’t have the instincts of a chef, and I don’t have a love for cooking. It’s a chore to be done, lying somewhere between vacuuming (hate) and washing dishes (like)…. except […]
Love Another Mother
In a Mother’s Day post, the simplest thing I could do is remind everyone to value their own mothers or take time to be grateful for their children. I could have written a nice little story about things my mother taught me and applied it to my own first experience of being a mother, and […]
On Writing
My grandmother, who was also a writer, left On Writing by Stephen King with me when she died. I know it was a favorite of hers, so I felt compelled to read it. I’m also in no position to turn down a writing advice book from one of the most popular authors of all time. It […]