On this Mother’s Day, I find myself thinking about my mother and what her passing meant to me. She’s been gone for eighteen years now.
I want to welcome all of you to #weekendcoffeeshare! If you were having coffee with me, I would ask you to please pull up a
My writing muse spoke to me today for the first time in weeks. When I’m dealing with the intricacies of life, I’ve found that the
The first day of the first class that all ten of them had together found them jumpy. They didn’t know each other yet. They had
They met when they were graduate students who happened to share the same field and the bullpen. That was the office where the university dumped
As she grew up, she felt lucky to be part of a big extended family. She didn’t have any siblings, but she did have lots