Last night was the first time I slept in my own bed in 18 days. No, I was not on a trip. I was caring for my parents in another state. Our care involved three, one-way plane rides, three 888 mile trips on the I-90, and staying at my parents and my sister in law’s…
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Finding time to write in the last two weeks has been difficult. And, when time is found, the words just do not seem to come. This is unusual for me and it is not writer’s block. It is because I have been helping to handle a family crisis. My mom has been in the hospital…
One of the greatest bonds my mom and I share is that of a love for children’s literature. She read to my sister and I at an early age and I fondly recall stories that included such characters as Winnie the Pooh, Piglet and Eeyore from The House at Pooh Corner (1928), Charlotte and Wilbur…
I’m back to the house of insomnia, both literally and figuratively. For five nights in a row, I’ve slept poorly. I knew it was catching up with me yesterday afternoon when my neck started to hurt me. Right around C7 and radiating over both of my shoulders I noted that I was stiff and sore….
Fortunate Genes I consider my family both unusual and fortunate in that we are all capable of self-teaching. From building furniture to growing a fruit orchard, or building a house, From creating jewelry, games, and wallets on a CNC machine, From learning water color painting in grad school, to composing music, From origami to colored…
This morning, already, I worked on creating a new logo for my handmade jewelry line. I created four and put them out for a vote on email and social media. It’s time to order new tags and I like to have them be “branded” but also feel it is time for new look. Speaking of…
For most, Labor Day means a day off of work and the unofficial end of summer. For me, it is a reminder of two of my life’s blessings (there are four, actually). Twenty-seven years ago on Labor Day, I labored, truly. I woke up early, feeling the twinges of pain one’s body sends when it…
Today is the first day of September and the first day of school in our area. Why we start on a Wednesday, have Labor Day off and are in our third week before the students have a full week of classes is beyond me. But, that’s the way it goes and has gone for a…
As many start the school year, I have a few pieces of wisdom to share. These are based on my personal experience as a parent, educator, and substitute. They boil down to a few things. Remember how you speak to students matters. Show through your actions, and especially your words, that you value and respect…