A Dad to be Remembered

A Dad to be Remembered

When my dad first died, I became upset because the world kept going. Everyone did their own thing without any respect to the fact that a good man passed away. Never again would anyone hear his voice. My niece and I wrote up pieces dealing with how we felt about his...
Saying Goodbye!

Saying Goodbye!

In my previous article to this, I told a fun memory I had of my dad when I was a teenager. Remembering Life  Before my dad died in June of 2017, I went to visit my parents. I struggled with what I saw because he didn’t look the same. He had gone downhill while I...
Writing Versus Dreaming

Writing Versus Dreaming

As a teen, fun was to be found in telling my younger brother and sister stories. Everything dealing with creativity straight from the mind was so easy for me. They gave me a sentence or a title, and I would weave a web of fun and enchantment around them. The two of...
I’m A Little Teapot

I’m A Little Teapot

I’m a little teapot short and stout Here is my handle, here is my spout When I get all steamed up, then I shout, “Just tip me over, pour me out!” That was a song I sang to all of my children while they grew up. There were others, as well, but this is the one I want to...
Martial Arts… Here We Come

Martial Arts… Here We Come

When my husband and I were younger, Mark decided to take Tae Keon Do for exercising purposes. I was all for it. It was a desire he’d had for years. We discussed sending our children (at that point they weren’t even teens yet) with him. We figured this would help them...

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