I was cleaning house the other day and as I dusted a picture of me and three other women I was struck but the specialness of our relationships. Standing tall and smiling, we are linked
With the joys of the Christmas Season came also the the cold and flu bug into our household. So while I am not quite up coordinating thoughts, words and my fingers, I wanted to at
Tis the season where traditions are created and followed – many of us may not even remember how they began. Some are faith based; some sweet and some can be downright troublesome.
The fog begins to lift but I so want to remain within its midst, devoid of all thought, to continue my slumber. I glance at the large red numbers on the clock: 4:30 am. I