Somedays are made and meant to share.  Yesterday was one of them.  Known in many parts of the United States as Columbus Day to honor the man credited with discovering…

Sometimes, it’s not what you say. It’s what you don’t say.  In my opinion, it’s both. Today the sitting-size rock that greets me on my frequent trail walks said nothing. …

Three small, painted rocks, all in a row, positioned atop a sitting-size, big rock greet hikers and bikers at the entrance to a nearby trail.  One rock  proclaims “Hope.”  …

Yesterday marked the  sixth anniversary of the day the remarkable man I fell madly in love with at the age of 23 left our family for the One and Only…

The instigating incident.  It took place last week during a virtual meeting of a writer’s group I belong to.  A colleague in that group spontaneously renamed one of the other…

My last post ended with a goal that motivates most, if not all, of us these days.Stayin’ Alive.That priority had become a bit more intense a few days ago when…

Something’s different today in the world I live in.  Last night I learned that the coronavirus has wormed its way closer to my family.  A college friend of my oldest…

Sister Mary Margaret had my back. Not just mine. Everybody’s in our first grade class.   She wanted to make sure we got off on the right foot. Which meant…

 “‘The time has come,’ the walrus said, ‘to talk of many things: of shoes and ships—and sealing wax—of cabbages and kings” (Lewis Carroll) I agree with these words the walrus…