I’m a seeker. Especially at Christmas time. I search for perfect gifts for everyone on my list. Ones filled with wow and wonder. I comb second hand stores for delicate...
Chapter 1. Pasta and Salad They were back to back cooking Friday night dinner. The usual. Pasta and salad. He asked her what she was thinking. She told him the truth. He changed...
I’m not the marrying kind. Even though I’ve done it two times. That’s the enigma. It’s a mystery even to me. My personal paradox. The thing is, it’s not even that I...
Hey E Baby I was thinking about that Sunday morning Just after we bought the house It was November and the rain Was pelting on the window All dark and dreary outside So you put...
