This was a day I won’t forget. I won’t let myself forget it. Here is how quality time with my grandparents unfolded one afternoon. I was in college at the time and assigned a project to record the childhood of someone important to me. I chose my grandma, who I knew…
Surviving in a Multi-Generational Household
When my husband and I retired early, we pictured long leisurely mornings reading the paper over breakfast. Maybe a nice stroll through the development across the street or walking the dogs in the woods behind the house, you know, a retired type of lifestyle. Then my daughter and her husband…
Beach, Sunshine and Sparkly Gold
It was the perfect day; a breathtaking ocean view from the west African coastline, soft warm sand stretching for miles, a soda pop bottle in one hand and a fresh kabob in my other. As a seven year old kid, I didn’t think anything in my innocent world could make…
The Stamp Collection
My first crush occurred when I was nine years old. In fourth grade I sat beside Patti, the prettiest girl in the class. She was smart and talented and popular and funny and charming. One day, the teacher assigned an exercise which tested our abilities to compose a letter. After…
The Three Legged Race
Although we sometimes fall, we can still reach the finish together
Under-Toad
In November 1986, when my oldest son was eighteen months old, my parents took the two of us to Florida’s gulf coast to the beach to get away from the stresses of life for a week. Being very precocious, we explained to him on the long car ride that he…
The Family Vacation Where I Wouldn’t Stop Embarrassing My Mother
Growing up, family vacations were rare. Because we had so many responsibilities on the family farm year-round, vacationing was usually out of the question. We went on the bulk of our vacations when my sister and I were still in Elementary school when my family didn’t have as many responsibilities.…
My Love, My All, My Everything
My love,my all,my everything is the first words of my Grandfathers vows he said it to my grandmother and you knew he meant it. He would go to say that to her many more times. It seemed like all the time. My Grandpa went to developing Alzheimer’s and was always…
I will hold your hand forever
I’m a new dad, but with all these ‘Back To School’ pictures and posts on Facebook, a few memories and thoughts flood into my head. I think about all the mom’s who have spent nearly everyday of 5 years with their small child, helping to shape them into the person…