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Category Archives: Memories

We Went North for Spring Break

The final spot on the map, just a few months before he would be college bound. Sounded like a spring break trip made in heaven…by an only child with doting parents. Continue reading

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Care Team

My first email received today was from my son’s pediatrician’s office. Today, on my son’s eighteenth birthday. And the subject line stated: Continue reading

Posted in Children, Family, Memories, Motherhood | 9 Comments

You Never Know

I have learned in the past year to not let ideas – and therefore chances – for getaways get by me. Life is looking shorter and shorter most days. Continue reading

Posted in Art, Friends, Memories, Travel | 6 Comments

Quote Me

Sometimes, you just gotta put words together until they fit perfectly to your environment, emotions and life. Continue reading

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Coming Of Age

It was wine night on my deck. Two good friends, a few bottles of wine and some snacks. I was ready for adult conversation. We were kid free. I was craving Continue reading

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To Each Their Own

I remember the day my grandmother asked me to take her to New York City. By the end of our second abbreviated conversation that day, she all but said she wanted me and my husband to join her in “the biggest city I’ll ever set foot in.”

I’m not a fool. We went to New York. Continue reading

Posted in Family, Memories, Travel, Vacation | 10 Comments

Once a Girl Scout, Always a Girl Scout

I was a Girl Scout when I was a youngster. My older sister, Sloane, was a more accomplished scout. Her troop always seemed better organized and active. I don’t remember having a sash… Continue reading

Posted in Children, Memories, Motherhood, Sisters, Women | 8 Comments

In Constant Search of Authenticity & A Meal I Will Never Forget

I like my world with a bit of grit. If I spend more than a couple hours in a location that is sterile, homogenized or commercialized I start to get depressed. I begin to pace like a caged animal. Continue reading

Posted in Attractions, Food, Memories, Mental Health, Small Business, Travel | 8 Comments

Body Lotion, Cling Wrap and Chapstick Walk Into A Bar…

We all turn into our parents and grandparents. I think I’m ready to talk about this. Continue reading

Posted in Health, Humor, Memories | 11 Comments

Voices In My Head

I clearly heard my grandfather in my head this morning. When I reached over my desk and turned the switch and the click wasn’t the same, I heard him say, “They just don’t make things like they used to.” Continue reading

Posted in Family, Furniture, Memories | 5 Comments