My birthday lament
My birthday lament looming up ominously is another precious year escaping my grasp really? my life achievements my dreams of fame and fortune lay still
a blog for my third life
My birthday lament looming up ominously is another precious year escaping my grasp really? my life achievements my dreams of fame and fortune lay still
Just keep moving, and that’s what I did… “Stop thinking that the entire book has to be written before you start. Just start; not every
We are never too old to Live! Why is it some people are old and others never age? Some may say I’m old but I
Baba and Me My heart has been so heavy for so long, and I feel so helpless. I’m a mom and nana and also a
re-inventing ourselves, again and again How old do I have to be to start coasting through my life, I wonder? My brain is in constant
Sunny with a chance of nuclear fallout? As I sit out here in my patio/office/carport in sunny Arizona (actually it is cooler/windy this year) I
My Irish/Ukrainian connection For most of my life, I’ve had to defend my Ukrainian roots. My Dad was of Ukrainian heritage, and although he
GUNS.. ME, AND MY UKRAINIAN HERITAGE My son was using a broom handle as a gun in his make-believe battle with the bad guys during
I guess you could call me a Catersource groupie in the days of Mike Roman and Pauline Hoogmoed with Carl Jones running the Catersource forum.
There was an old man… (he didn’t live by the sea, but he did live by me) “Write your stories,” he said, “your voice is