In 2016 I shared a post on Facebook. You know how your history appears periodically on your current Facebook feed? This posting appeared on ...

For Christmas this year, Shelby and her friend gathered all my blog posts and put them in a book. It's so pretty! The book cover is crea...

After many years of squinting and proclaiming loudly to anyone who would listen "I can't see." My parents finally took me to t...

Last week a friend reached out to me. Distraught. Crying. Angry. Hurt. She felt all of this and more. I listened to her rant and cry and hol...

I sold my jeep yesterday. Crap. I loved that jeep. I know. I know. "You needed a new car." "You can't drive the jeep anym...

September 9th found me loading up in my car and driving to White Salmon, Washington to participate in a memorial for my dad. This was the ...

I've come full circle now. Out of kids. Out of birthdays to write about. Last year I wrote about Shelby on her birthday - for her birthd...