Happy Friday! It’s time to look back on the week and reflect on all of the happy things that happened. Breathe in; be grateful! Thank you Liz and Kevin for our cabin sign. I still smile every time I look at it. Despite the above-mentioned sign and its instruction, I’m going to share a couple of…
“Worry never robs tomorrow of its sorrow, it only saps today of its joy.” ― Leo Buscaglia The other day, as Larry and I drove past the hospital in our neighborhood, I commented to him that it’s been a long time since he’s been there. Then I quickly added, “Knock on wood” and rapped my…
First thing’s first. Let me start this Friday Favorites by saying thank you. My most favorite thing this week was your wonderful, warm response to my letter to Bryan. Your many kind comments carried me through the week. I love you guys! I was feeling particularly sentimental all week, or as I like to call…
This week is my youngest brother’s birthday. It is also the first anniversary of his passing. Actually, passing is too gentle a word. He was yanked from us suddenly and without warning, and as I write this, I find the pain is still fresh. But most of the time, I remember him with a joy that is…
It’s Friday, and you know what that means — Friday Favorites! As usual, we headed to Hawkes Landing for the weekend. This time we went over Guardsman’s Pass, and the views are stunning (if a bit scary at times)! The wild flowers are in bloom. We went on several nice hikes. Followed by a frosty mug! The skies were…
So we’re back at the cabin, and in addition to hiking, lounging on the deck, and playing Yahtzee, I’ve been reading again. It seems I always finish good books up here. This time it was The Nest, a New York Times Bestseller by Cynthia D’Aprix Sweeney. Fair warning: The book is at times dark, and…
Here we are again–Fabulous Friday! A perfect opportunity for looking back on all the happy things that happened this week. What could be happier than a Yahtzee with sixes that leads to a win while at the cabin! (Yes, we’re playing on a paper plate. We’ve played so much up here that we’ve worn out the tray…
When I was young and naive—and 50 was ancient—if someone had told me I’d still be figuring out who I was and what I wanted to do with my life at the ripe old age of 54, I would have been shocked and probably devastated. I mean, for most of us, 50 is well past…
Another week has flown by. Thank you for indulging me in my Friday Favorites. I’ve found that it helps me focus on the positive and take note of the happy things that happen during the week. Something good will happen, and I find myself thinking, “Ooh, I need to remember that for Friday Favorites!” The week…
When my daughters were young, they said some pretty amazing things—some of them profound, some of them funny, some of them so sweet they’d melt your heart. I thought I’d remember them forever. A few I did; most I did not. So when the grandchildren started to say things I didn’t want to forget, I…
