This week I’ve been listening to Brene Brown’s book Rising Strong in the little red Ford Escape to and from work. Risking criticism for excessive use of alliteration, Brene...
Last Sunday morning I had one of those ‘What would Jesus do?’ moments. I’m not talking about the Jesus that’s been hi-jacked by politics and manipulated to suit a whole...
After you broke my heart Sometimes I soared with the angels And kissed the feet of God. Sometimes I groveled in the mud And made deals with the devil. But most of...
Hey E Baby, most of the time I can deal with this thing that hangs in the air like smoke from the cigarettes you couldn’t live without I put on the brave face red lipstick...
I want to be a nomad A dirty vagabond on a train I want to be a gypsy Telling tragic lies as truth I want to be a wild flower Growing in the prairie sun I...
I received some really wonderful gifts this Christmas. The best of which was spending time with my family, especially my adult children who come home every year for Christmas and...
These are some of Ma’s basic everyday recipes. I’ve described them as she either prepared them or wrote them down for me. Over the years I have added my own spin to The...
I love surprises. Good ones that is. Bad ones, not at all. No, not ever. They can go back to wherever they came from. Take a hike. Pronto. They deserve the return to sender...
Hey Bill, way back when you were still my Old Man here on Planet Earth, never in a million years did I think I would miss all the crazy craziness of you. All your loud...
Oh sweet single mom At the end of the day When you flop exhausted And road weary Into your bed The pillow beside you Empty Whether by choice Or by chance Intended or unforeseen It...
