The Guys Rule, For Now . . .
Growing up, we were nine girls (including my two foster sisters, who spent most of their childhood and adolescence with us) to three boys. The ratio of 3 to 1 changed first with my brother’s…
View PostGrowing up, we were nine girls (including my two foster sisters, who spent most of their childhood and adolescence with us) to three boys. The ratio of 3 to 1 changed first with my brother’s…
View PostThe family reunion was wonderful — while I’m treasuring the silence this morning and feeling a bit tired, I have so many great memories to savour. I’ll write more about the weekend, and post more…
View PostYes, one more day of pretty pictures while I rush around picking up supplies for feeding the 30 or so family members who will hang out at my place this week. Six of my siblings…
View PostYesterday was light. Today might be lighter. I’m going to prioritize some writing for work, and then I have a long list of preparations for this week’s reunion of my extended family hosted by Pater…
View PostTwo of my last three posts have the word “death” in their titles. Not so light, really, is that?! But you know I can do light. I can do light very well indeed and today…
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