Sketches and the Self: Portraits of Mater (and Nana. And Me.)
My daughter sketched this from a photo last year (As you begin reading, let me say that I know sometimes you don’t make it to the bottom of the post — but the bottom of…
View PostMy daughter sketched this from a photo last year (As you begin reading, let me say that I know sometimes you don’t make it to the bottom of the post — but the bottom of…
View PostWhen I was growing up, my family always opened our gifts on Christmas Eve, after dinner and bathtime and admonition to stay upstairs until Santa Claus had made his early stop and was jingling a…
View PostI’ll tell you about this journal page soon, but first, WOW! What a busy weekend! A very good weekend, but a busy one, and today’s going to be a Recovery Monday. Most of the Monday…
View PostWe flew home from San Francisco Sunday afternoon, my cold staking more territory with each passing hour, my laryngitis not aided one jot by the drying air of the plane. Exhausted as I was by…
View PostI promised to get you a Mother-Daughter Sweater Selfie, and I’m keeping my promise today! Megan texted the other day: “Get your sweater on. We’re doing the Selfies.” Of course, she had lots of energy,…
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