My husband has become nearly obsessed with "Blue Zone" living, after seeing so much written about it while in Spain. He has taken to eating healthy like a duck takes to water. I must give him credit for his ability to stick with a new method of eating, and he has lost about 15 pounds.... Continue Reading →
Everything my mother told me about herself has turned out to be a lie! From her maiden name to where she was born to her relationships with the woman who raised her, all of it false. I am so saddened to know that I don't know anything about the woman who gave me life. She... Continue Reading →
I was taking strong chemo drugs, the kind that turned your palms and the bottoms of your feet black and caused you to easily forget what you were doing. I felt so bad, but my kitchen needed cleaning. I grew up in a filthy house, with a mother who was oblivious to dirt, so I... Continue Reading →
I think that of all that I crave to see again from our trips to Portugal and Spain, it is the ocean and the sea that I miss most. They changed colors according to the sky above in a dance as old as the earth itself. It was as if I see God in the... Continue Reading →
I wrote this for the other blog, The Humble Word Nerd, but I wanted to share it on this blog. When I see so much incivility and ugliness among people in restaurants and on buses and in airports, I wonder if the same people one insults today may not be the person you need in... Continue Reading →
The desire to survive is one of the greatest strengths that we have. There have been times in my life when, like the tree above, I have felt stuck in the concrete jungle, alone, and hanging on tenaciously to hope. It has been my steadfast belief that my life is guided by a power greater... Continue Reading →
With all the Black Friday sales and Cyber Monday hype, last Saturday on my 67th birthday, I discovered all over again the joy of a handmade gift. Douglas' daughter had her three children make "Nana Gina" birthday cards while I was at my daughter's house. When I returned to their home to spend the last... Continue Reading →
I wrote this for Mindlovemisery's Menagerie Tale Weaver #197, a look at someone's life journey, and I wanted to share it with our followers on this blog. I had wrote about my son but I never put a picture to accompany the blogs, because I couldn't cope with seeing it, but now I am better... Continue Reading →
Alan gave up his job as a stockbroker to become a clown. In his experience, people tended to love clowns, with their funny faces, big feet, big noses, and carnations that squirted water. Clowns performed all kinds of foolish antics to make people laugh. But, lately, it's tough to get a laugh the old-fashioned way,... Continue Reading →
For the first time in 50 years, I am afraid of being a black person in America! After Dr. King was murdered, I worried about being killed because someone who had never met me felt that I did not belong in the country that I love. I remember quite vividly when a black male and... Continue Reading →
Help from Heaven 