My dad, who divides his time between Wisconsin and California, came to visit us a few weeks ago.  We had a lovely time catching up and during his stay we went to the U.S. Bureau of Engraving and Print ...

We laughed, we cried, we shared secrets and we bonded like only mothers who have the courage to bare their souls can do.  It was a gift to me to have met the women at a recent workshop I held at The U ...

“What are you doing up there?”  I inquired as I walked into the garage late one recent evening.  ”Looking for some paperwork,” mumbled my husband with his head buried deep in an old box. Rolling my ey ...

Several weeks ago, I was abruptly awakened in the early morning hours by the sensation I was on fire.  Thinking I might actually be experiencing what I’d only heard other women talk about, I thought t ...

After I hung up the phone, I took a moment to reflect on the words the mom on the other end of the line had shared with me towards the end of our conversation, “Thanks for talking me off the ledge.” A ...

Many years ago, thirty to be exact, I was going through a really rough patch with my dad. Our relationship started out great; as a child I remember fondly his taking me along on Saturday morning erran ...

I am not a fan of surprises.  Not even those positive, happy, or joyful in nature…honestly, I very much struggle with spontaneity. So a few weeks ago, when my husband said, “We’re not going home,” thr ...