Writing Life Stories

This is Lexie trying to tell me something important. If I could just learn dog language we would have the most interesting conversations.  L...

Sleep alludes me most nights. No matter what time I go to bed, I can't go to sleep until 2:30 or after.  Going to bed is not easy for m...

Here I am recovering from COVID and watching the snow falling beautifully. I have survived the virus thanks to having been vaccinated and ha...

Here I am snuggled into bed in my apartment. On Christmas Eve, I slept here for the first time. I know what it means to be a minima...

"I’ve found that this time of year requires a delicate dance. You may be feeling festive, joyful, or celebratory one moment, and then a...

I hope all of my readers, my friends, had a wonderful Thanksgiving this year .  The weekend is almost over as I sit at my sister...

Lexie loves to ride in the car. Looks like she is hiding here. A day late and a dollar short. I heard this saying often when I was growing u...

I am a fan of Dr. Brené Brown who speaks on vulnerability and shame. She also talks about gratitude and other things that help us with life...

I did not have a big expensive party, or dinner or even go anywhere. I stayed home, in my mountain house, all weekend with Lexie, my buddy a...

My drive home from Roswell, GA yesterday took six hours instead of two. I knew it would be a bit longer as I had a doctor's appointment ...

I have spent this hot weekend indoors with three precious dogs. Yes, I am baby-sitting for Gay and Stu who are attending a wedding. ...

Christmas is over and life goes back to normal.   Normal for  me will be training my puppy. She was an excitable little girl with her cou...

Jingle bells, jingle bells, I hear them ringing constantly. No, I’m not riding in a one-horse open sleigh. I am hearing Lexie’s bell on he...