
Two Reunions: Stepping Out of My Comfort Zone
In the last couple of months, I’ve had two mini-reunions with people who were important

In the last couple of months, I’ve had two mini-reunions with people who were important

I’ve been to Volunteer Park several times since we moved to Seattle, but usually I’ve

I wrote a few weeks ago about how AI saved me money by helping me
I’ve blogged about some boring topics related to my research for my Oregon Trail and
Many family heirlooms—or future heirlooms—have sentimental value because of the stories behind them. But the

When I think of my childhood Christmases, I think of going to my grandparents’ home
I’ve joined the 21st century. Our house is totally cable-free. My husband never wanted to

The last time I wrote about my work-in-progress, I was just sending it out to

In Lead Me Home, and again in my about-to-be-published novel Forever Mine, I make frequent
Although pioneer journals often mention “circling the wagons,” it is not at all certain that
If you want to know what it’s like to live with someone with Alzheimer’s Disease,
I’ve mentioned before that my father was usually the photographer in our family. That means

I am starting the New Year with a new resolve to finish my novel. I
Last year on the Fourth of July, my son was traveling in the Netherlands. He
My siblings and I spent much of our holiday vacations playing games. No one in
I recently discovered that WordPress could show me how many words total I have written

My kids were born several years before the chickenpox vaccine was available. The measles/mumps/rubella vaccine
My husband and I have now been in our new home a little more than
As I wrote in my last post about the Oregon Trail, the emigrants wanted to
I don’t know how I became the pumpkin carver in our family. My husband and
I first visited Missouri in early June 1977, before my now-husband and I were married.