“If I had to choose between the past coming back to haunt me and a ghost, the ghost wins. Every time.” —- Sister Rain  

These days, most of our matches are made via the Internet. From home decor to clothes to jobs, travel locations to restaurants, blogs to people, you enter your criteria and with a light press of one key, you are presented with a selection of possibilities to meet your needs. Although…

I am tired and overwhelmed at the start of this week and trying very hard to assure myself this means there is nowhere to go but up. It was a busy weekend with the normal errands and chores, plus home improvement projects long overdue. We also needed a new car…

We have been sprucing up some rooms in our house. It’s all cosmetic work as the only thing my husband and I have ever “contracted” is along the lines of congestive heart failure and visual impairment, respectively. The bathroom was the first to be completed and I could not be more…

Somebirdy in this family was hatched from a shell And it wasn’t his mom or his dad So why are they the ones sleeping On an egg carton mattress pad?  

Friends are with us through all the genres of our biographies: mystery, romance, drama, satire, action and adventure, health, travel, horror, children, history, comics, cooking and fantasy. I share all subject matter with several fantastic women, all major characters, both literaturely and figuratively, in my non-fictional life.  There are  also…

As he reached the summit of Mt. Sofa, Piper couldn’t believe how easy the climb had been. He had never scaled the black behemoth before but had been studying it for six years. He had been hesitant to take the first step, not sure where to start or if he…

We recently purchased this canvas print of Monument Valley, Utah, a destination stop on the last vacation my husband and I took six weeks before my vision became impaired. It is a beautiful piece of art and represents so much. Travel is the last holdout in my healing process; I still…

“This too shall pass” is a common truism offered when going through a difficult time, both to others and to ourselves. It really does apply to most situations, though when in the thick of it your heart wins over your head every time. If we can somehow hold on to…

How many people do you talk to on a weekday morning? Ten? Twenty? On a typical day, my number is 1.5. That’s one and a half, not fifteen. And you’d think the half is my parrot, Piper, when it’s really my husband, who is not much for chitchat before he…