My Other Mother

I’ve been fortunate in life to have two mothers, very different from each other, but both strong, and both beautiful in spirit. When I spoke to one of them about the other I always referred to the other as my Other Mother. One of my mothers I met at birth and the other I met … More My Other Mother

Gratitude

My day quietly begins for me as I sit on my porch sipping my sweet morning tea. My eyes are filled with the beauty of our lake and my spirit is filled with serenity and gratitude. The geese are in the water and the sun bounces off of a white breast as they move gracefully … More Gratitude

My Childhood Bedroom

The walls of my childhood bedroom were the warm honey color of knotty pine paneling that was so popular in the early 1950’s, especially with people who could not afford hardwood paneling. My father put those bedroom walls up with his own hands, probably at the “gentle” urging of my mother. She gently urged him … More My Childhood Bedroom

Mementoes

Mementoes A few years ago as I was going through drawers searching for something lost, I found a number of small mementoes I’d tucked away, to be enjoyed only on the rare occasion when they were found as I was looking for something else. That day I decided to bring my mementoes into the light … More Mementoes