The Memories of March

We all have those anniversary dates that plague us. The death of a loved one. The accident that changed our lives. The day we got fired. Something. For me, the month of March holds most of mine. My children were kidnapped on March 13th, 1994. We reunited on March 27,...

Cheers for the New Year

It was the best of times, it was the worst of times… Charles Dickens in A Tale of Two Cities. And thankfully, it is over.- Lizbeth Meredith, after each and every Christmas. Happy nearly New Year! I hope your holiday was peaceful and lacking expectation. I...

A Full Circle Christmas and Dog-Eared Reads

My youngest daughter called me from Barnes & Noble the other day. “What are 12-year-old boys reading these days?” she asked. She’d adopted a needy family whose name she got from a Christmas tree at the mall. It was a sweet reminder. We’ve come full circle. “Did...

Holiday Catch-Up and NaNoWriMo

I hope your holiday season is going well. Please forgive my lack of activity. I’m gently behind on some emails and calls and blogging this month. I’ve slowed down markedly with the increasing cold and decreasing light. Sometimes, after I get home from work, I sit in a...

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