
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
In the past few months I’ve read several books that have continued to haunt me
My husband is a graduate of the U.S. Naval Academy. More than forty years after
In our decluttering plan, I assigned my husband to clean the basement. Most of the

I wrote recently about setting up my new laptop. One of the first things I

Sometimes you just have to whine. Or rant. I’m doing some of both today. For
In these days of the coronavirus, every cough and every ache or pain makes us
In the fifteen months since my mother’s death, I’ve spent a lot of time wondering
Our 46th wedding anniversary was last weekend. Number forty-six doesn’t merit much recognition, though I
I posted several years ago how I hated my mother telling me “I don’t know
It’s my son’s fault I’m on Twitter. Or rather, you can blame it on @jamestweeting
In my critique group, I’m known as the Point-of-View Nazi. I try to catch when
I’ve probably been to drive-in movies less than ten times in my entire life. But
Last Thursday I had a guest post over on A Writer of History, which is
A year ago, I showed readers the cover of Lead Me Home, the first book
I often try to post about family members when their birthdays come around. Well, today
As I’ve written before, I am not a fan of green peppers. In fact, I
This week, March 16-22, is Brain Awareness Week, a program launched by the Dana Alliance

My new work-in-progress takes place in 1851. It is another story of emigrants traveling from