Where have all the graduates gone? Well, many are not going anywhere right now. My youngest is delaying for a year going all the way across country to start college and I’m breathing a big sigh of relief. A big, grown up, decision for Wolf #3. One I’m proud of him for making. He wants […]Read More Gap Year? Hell Yeah!
It seems inevitable at this point, right? A culmination to a year unlike any other. I’m only half kidding because we’ve been conditioned to not even joke about what else this year could possibly bring. As I remain hopeful for signs that we are starting to pull together rather than apart, it occurred to me […]Read More 2020, Alien Invasion?
My 4th grade teacher, Mrs. Wooley, stood about 4 feet tall with tight gray curls and a look that could wither you where you sat. She could also make you feel like a million bucks. I guess those twin skills were honed over years in the classroom and I was lucky enough to have her […]Read More Lunch With… Mrs. Wooley
It’s often said, you can’t go home. Bullshit. You can go wherever you want to go and right now, as the world seems to be crumbling, I want to go home. Home to me is the Midwest. Omaha, Nebraska in particular. And it’s not that Omaha doesn’t have its share of problems, it certainly does, […]Read More Homesick
I can’t change the world. I can control myself and my actions. And I CHOOSE love. In all colors. All shapes. And all sizes.Read More Choose.
Happy Mother’s Day! Many of us won’t be able to be face-to-face with our Mom’s today. I keep looking for any little slivers of a silver lining that I can find during this health crisis. I lived and raised my three children with no extended family anywhere near. And I raised them in the South […]Read More Brunch with Mom
First off, thank goodness I’ve been in self-isolation with my husband, kids, and dog! Plenty of loved ones and fur babies for me to hug on. My heart goes out to those truly alone during this health crisis. My Dad was a hugger, most times it was just a quick sideways hug on the way […]Read More Tough Times for A Hugger!
Day 46 of self-isolation. I started a bit earlier than most of us here in the U.S. That’s over six weeks ago. I feel like I’m in mourning, deep grief, and I guess in some ways that is, in fact, where I’m at. The stages of grief are: Denial, check Anger, check Bargaining, check Depression […]Read More CoronaDiary: 4-26-2020
Happy Easter! Most of us won’t celebrate Easter today the way we have done all of our lives. Telling a Christian, you can’t go to church, the doors are locked, is unheard of… it leaves me speechless and sad. I get all the reasons why. I really, really, really get it. But what happened to […]Read More Faith, Hope & Love
The days are all starting to meld together. Florida instituted a stay-at-home order for 30 days – ruining our ‘bug out’ plans because the sheriff did us the courtesy of stopping by several times last Thursday to let the boys know it would be enforced. I find it a bit ridiculous in our little isolated […]Read More CoronaDiary: 4-4-2020