one. When I was nine years old, on a day very near Christmas, my father loaded the last of his belongings into the car and gathered his children to say goodbye. I don’t recall if we stood stairstep in age order but most likely we did as pictures from that…
When I got home from work on Monday there was a package at the door. This isn’t unusual because my husband gets a lot of packages delivered to the house for work. However, this time it was for me and it was from my Mom. I opened the box and…
I make my husband nervous when we are in antique shops. It seems that every time I touch something I knock something else down or something falls to the floor. He gasps and says "Honey be careful!" Once I dropped the lid to something and his eyes got big as saucers…
Dear Daughter, Have I told you lately what an awesome mother I think you are? After spending some extended time with your son recently I am amazed at how intelligent, well adjusted and happy he is. I think that is in large part because of you. You are such a…
My son has this tattoo on his forearm. Why you ask? Why would he do that? That’s a question I’ve been wrestling with for over a year. The short story is he’s an idiot. The long and true story is that he wants to duplicate the tattoos his cousin Bobby…