Living Two Lives
I was never interested in living two lives. Sounded too complicated for me. But here I am, one week shy …
I was never interested in living two lives. Sounded too complicated for me. But here I am, one week shy …
First, you must meet them—my adorable grand dog puppies. Here I am sitting quietly at my daughter’s on Christmas Day …
For most of the 56 years I was married, my husband made my end tables. I’d often want to buy …
Two weeks ago I asked you for help staying sane while I try to meet my goal of being cured …
Every year on the anniversary of my husband’s death, I have dedicated a blog post to that event. Marv passed …
I purged my closet of twenty-seven items. Does this “first line” grab your attention? Do you want to know more? …
I’m having a miniature identity crisis and desperately need the help of a few of you readers. I was invited …
I’m getting ready to say goodbye to my winter hideout in AZ; in a few weeks, I’ll be heading home …
“What are you trying to prove?” my friend asked in a text. I had just sent her a photo of …
We were known as the Hoitenga sisters, four of us born within eight years of each other. If one of …