
Treasured Time with Family Visitors
This past weekend, my son and his wife visited from Brooklyn, New York. They are

This past weekend, my son and his wife visited from Brooklyn, New York. They are

Last week, I had cataract surgery on my right eye. The left eye is scheduled

My father used to tell me, “It never rains in the Pacific Northwest.” That was
I had a humorous post lined up for today, but I learned Monday night that
My parents had a stroller for me when I was an infant. I don’t remember
After helping me clean out my parents’ house after my father died, my husband got
I’ve mentioned before that I called my maternal grandmother Nanny Winnie. How I came to
So much has changed in the twelve years since September 11, 2001. The security lines

When I think of my childhood Christmases, I think of going to my grandparents’ home
On Mother’s Day, when he was eleven or twelve, my son gave me a pair
I’ve posted about my first Christmas before. Someone in the family—my father or grandfather—was good
As Memorial Day approaches, I remember long summer days of swimming and waterskiing until we

Remembering last week’s Thanksgiving celebration brings a smile to my face. I think the memories
I think about my mother’s early signs of dementia a lot in May, because I

I usually post about Oregon history during the last week of the month, but this
I’ve mentioned before that my son and I are almost complete opposites on the Myers-Briggs
It’s been over a year since I posted on this topic. In this time of

Today is Wednesday, March 18. As of last Wednesday, March 11, my children and their
I am writing this post just a few hours after I dropped my daughter and
As I’ve written before, I am not a fan of green peppers. In fact, I
In my critique group, I’m known as the Point-of-View Nazi. I try to catch when