
Adapting to a New Normal
As I’ve written before, my husband recently spent 30 days in the hospital. This was

As I’ve written before, my husband recently spent 30 days in the hospital. This was

Several weeks ago, my older granddaughter announced to me, with grammatical precision if not ideal

Since I moved to Seattle, I’ve been reading about the city’s early history, when the
There are disadvantages to being the oldest child. Although the theory is that oldest children
Christmas 1978 was the first Christmas I spent away from my parents’ home. My husband
In my family growing up, the tradition was to take down the Christmas tree before

I learned in grade school that the state flower of Washington State is the rhododendron.
One of the pictures I found when I made the slide show of my mother’s

When I was born, my parents owned a dog named Punky. I’ve seen pictures of
I met with my real estate agent for three hours one afternoon last week. She’s
Now that we know where most of our boxes are after our recent move, I
The world is a crazy place in this era of the pandemic. “Social distancing” remains
I’ve written before how much I love the ocean and how I count a year
The third haunting book I’ve read in recent months is Unbroken, by Laura Hillenbrand. Unbroken
When I was a very young, my father made a bookcase. It’s made of a
Sometimes I wish I could remember the story behind a picture. As I was searching
As a writer of historical fiction, one of the issues I struggle with is how
It’s my son’s fault I’m on Twitter. Or rather, you can blame it on @jamestweeting
My granddaughter paid me a visit this past weekend (with her parents), so I haven’t
My father’s mother gave me a pearl necklace many years ago. I think the occasion
On a spur-of-the-moment Fourth of July visit, my son appointed himself my assignments editor for