Colors of Thanksgiving – 2005
“Mom, look what I found,” Kathleen said as she pulled a slip of paper from her shiny fuchsia purse. “A …
Category Archives: aging
Ode to the Hoitenga Sisters
We were known as the Hoitenga sisters, four of us born within eight years of each other. If one of …
Fibromyalgia is a pain! Literally.
So I’ve done it again–eaten too much sugar, gotten myself too busy, forgotten to pace myself. And I’m paying for …
Missing My Sister Esther
“You’re coming up to a small town that has an historical marker,” Esther texted to me as Marv and I …
Grief at Thirty-six Months: Honey, would you please…
Come back for just a day? I want to tell you about— The water softener spraying water over the furnace …
Thirty-five months.
Thoughts on Character
“I have enough character,” I’ve been known to say when anyone tells me that a trying experience for me “builds …
Z is for Zany
The final entry for the Blogging from A to Z in April challenge At my fiftieth high school reunion some …
Y is for Yellow
An entry for the Blogging from A to Z in April challenge. A true story I wrote about myself in …
W is for Westminster
An entry for the Blogging A to Z in April challenge In addition to my daughter and her family, two …
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