Finally, I have allowed myself to accept help with keeping my home clean and neat. I have fought against this help as it would prove I am too old… Read more »
When my children were young, I tried very hard to understand them, and love them anyway. Sometimes that was difficult, remembering the trials and tribulations that the first twenty-plus… Read more »
When I was very young, my parents told me to be pleasant and smile. “Everyone likes to be around happy people,” Mom said many times. So, during my… Read more »
Why is it that holidays bring out the best in a lot of us? Really, no matter the holiday, we find ourselves ready to go out with friends, neighbors,… Read more »
Along about February of each year, I peer thought my frost covered windows and think about the coming of summer. I cannot afford to spend much time at this… Read more »
(Part one of Memories and old bridges was published last week in the December 5, 2018 edition.) I remember jumping from bridges into the shallow water below. Foolish now, but,… Read more »
Bridges are pretty special places as far as I am concerned. And I have a feeling if we all look into our recent or distant memories we’d more than likely… Read more »
Have you ever wondered where all your household junk really comes from? Or, why you saved it? When you get right down to it, probably half of the stuff sitting… Read more »
During the years when my children were small, in school, and not too interested in my life in general, I occupied my leisure time with hobbies. Hobbies that enlisted the… Read more »