Last year around this time depression overshadowed and not much got done in preparing for Christmas. The tree was decorated but nothing else. No garlands, lights, or stockings were hung. No cards were sent by me. Come to think of it, it has been years since I actually mailed cards mainly due to ever-present depression....
A view from my daily hike. In our area there are several trees that have faces. The kids often squabble about who is going to sit on the side of the car that the “tree-faces” are on. Depending on where we are going that is. On the way home the other day, my daughter tells...
Alternate title: A Dinner Conversation at Grandma’s Table The littlest relays it to me. What happened the night before. When I was not present at the table. “I inhaled my dinner and then I threw up on my plate.” “I didn’t miss. It was a GOOD HIT. I got all of it on the plate!”...
It was a move that would make a professional wrestler proud. Correction. It did make a professional wrestler proud. I know one. And he laughed right out loud upon hearing this story: She grabbed him ’round the waist, hoisted him off the floor, and then proceeded to drop him… in such a way that… well…...
My family is full of veterans. My husband. My father. My father-in-law. My brother. My cousin. Pray for him, he is currently “over there”. Thank you to all the veterans who have served.
Hiking Toward Home