My Grandmother’s Thimble and Sewing Doll
In an earlier post, I mentioned my maternal grandmother’s thimble. Her initials – WS, for
In an earlier post, I mentioned my maternal grandmother’s thimble. Her initials – WS, for
I have mentioned before that my mother has Alzheimer’s. The last few years have been
I just spent nearly three weeks caring for my daughter who broke her leg skiing. She
My story, My Son Made Me Tweet, will appear in Chicken Soup for the Soul:
My grandmother’s red-lacquered nails clicked lightly on the keys as she played the piano. She
Do you remember the ridiculous children’s song “Little Bunny Foo Foo”? I’m certain I never
This past week, while I’ve been caring for my daughter with a broken leg, I’ve
For someone who is a good planner, I’m finding this week a little overwhelming. As I was
I had planned to write a family story for today’s post, but life has a
Last Saturday evening, four of us went to the Whiskey Warehouse in Alma, Missouri, to