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Love on the Loose

Love on the Loose

“Oh no, I forgot my headphones,” I say. It’s 4:30 am. “There’s always something,” Todd says as the morning air whooshes through the car so Fannie can have her head out the window. “I know, but I had to buy a new pair at the airport the last trip because I forgot them...
Being Here, Being There, Being Everywhere

Being Here, Being There, Being Everywhere

This morning, I was tempted as I remembered the days when birthdays shared were about family celebrations in special places with special meals, and about being made to just feel special. This morning, I was tempted to go back and read an old Blog post I had written...
One Very Special Relationship

One Very Special Relationship

My parents would have been married 73 years today. I can’t help but think about those 61 years of their lives together, raising children, building lives on a strong Foundation known as the Rock. What would Mom say about it all? “Not Perfect,” which I always found...
On Writing and Lilacs and Peonies, Oh My!

On Writing and Lilacs and Peonies, Oh My!

As I walked out the front door this morning, I could hardly believe the air. I turned to take a whiff of a peony as Fannie yanked my arm forward, but I caught the scent. “I love it,” my neighbor said from the other side of the street as we descended our front steps....
One for the Road: Meltdown from Nowhere

One for the Road: Meltdown from Nowhere

It happened so fast. It came from nowhere. It was so unexpected, and so very unlike me… We’d arrived at the hotel after Todd drove ten hours to Lafayette, Indiana to discover the restaurant was closed. So we went out and found a Chipotle and Fresh Thyme to buy a few...
“It’s Just Like the Cabin”

“It’s Just Like the Cabin”

When we sold the family cabin on Washington Island after Dad died, I thought I’d be okay with that. It was the summer we’d received an invitation to attend a wedding in the South of France, just around the time my mom and I would have shared our birthdays on the...
What the Great White Egret Knows

What the Great White Egret Knows

This morning, I found painted on the underbelly of a rock the words, You are beautiful. I set it on the ledge of the window that looks out over the Shenandoah River. “How’s the body?” Todd asks as I’m clearing a plate from the breakfast table. He’s doing the dishes,...
The End and a Beginning ❤️

The End and a Beginning ❤️

“It’s a yoga mat and I’m getting it!” I can’t believe what I just found at a gas station. “Janet used these in her classes.” “You remember that from Janet’s yoga class 14 years ago?” He says as he drives away. “Your mind. You really crack me up.” “That’s what it is,...
Warning: Writer on Board

Warning: Writer on Board

Day 2 Road Trip “Where did you put that muffin?” Todd asks. We just had breakfast. Omelets and waffles. “What’s the beeping?” Todd also asks. We’re back on the road, books and computer organized, heading up a hill through lush pastures of green, mountains surround us...
Road Trip Banter

Road Trip Banter

“Arby’s or Taco Bell?” Todd asks. “You can’t lose with Mexican.” Neither, I think. “We just passed a MacDonald’s,” I say thinking I can get a salad. “I don’t want roast beef.” “Arby’s has more than roast beef. Don’t you remember? We stopped after looking at a car for...

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