Errands are many, moments are few; Short cuts are necessary, what do I do? To buy back my time is a fabulous plan, But how do I do it, I’m not sure I can. WalMart to the rescue, saving my day, I shop in my jammies, last night – my way. Then budget the quick … More Buying Back Time
The weather down here was quite delightful, Compared to back home which was frightful. We’d left ice, snow and freezing temperatures behind, Came to the sunshine state to see what we’d find. As young parents our private moments were precious and few, So a night time stroll helped our relationship renew. I remember like yesterday, … More A Walk To Remember
Stop. Look. Listen. I believe all of us recall hearing this as a small child. As well as certainly telling our own children to stop, look, and listen. Most likely when you read the title and even began reading this blog you thought of crossing the road. I do not blame you at all. Because … More Stop. Look. Listen.
A few weeks ago, I experienced a traumatic incident. I can’t go in to detail, but the jest of it is that myself and a couple of my friends helped save a life. I gave CPR for the first time. Everything turned out fine, the individual is okay. I was not. I was traumatized. I … More Growing Through Trauma
Close your eyes for a moment (Unless of course you are driving!) and imagine a house decorated for Christmas. Now, imagine all of that condensed into the space of an apartment. Yikes! Wow! And yet somehow Nana manages to make it look adorable. “Are we decorating today?” Mom asked me excitedly this morning. After gently … More It’s Beginning to Look A Lot Like Christmas!
Social media has made ‘checking in’ so easy. It’s just something that we do now. It is the social norm. We check in when we go out to eat, or to the salon or just about anywhere. But how often do we take the time to check in with ourselves? How often do we go … More Checking In
Hurry Mama Hurry Take my hand, let’s go, I’ve got you don’t worry, Yes, ma’am, I know, Hurry mama hurry, There’s no time to be slow, Yes Mama, I remember that too, Please keep walking, there is so much to do. The stories come every day, Sometimes just a sentence, A word, a photo or … More Hurry Mama, Hurry
Tomorrow I fly home. I absolutely love to travel. If I flew home on a Wednesday and someone said ‘hey, I have an extra ticket leaving Saturday for …., wanna go?’ I would say ‘yes!’ I even go to obscure places like Moline, IL and Des Moines, IA. But tomorrow, I fly home and leave … More Breathless