Looking back on my childhood, I recall a mixture of proud and embarrassing moments. Face it, being a kid is not easy, no matter in which era you grew up. I am blessed to have been a child of the 70’s & 80’s. It was a fun time to be a kid. However, my personal experiences on any given day varied from euphoria to soul-crushing anxiety. The day Scotty Leeper actually spoke to me (gasp!) was a euphoric moment. It was something generic, like saying “Thanks!” when I retrieved a bal

It is easy to get lost to this world, isn't it? Many of us are going about our lives as if we are a leaf caught up in a wind tunnel. The current pulls us this way one minute and another way the next. There is so much coming at us that we are sometimes helpless to focus on any one thing for long. I'm guilty of trying to do all the things that I can cram into a single day and still I often feel as though I accomplished nothing because the day is a complete blur. It's no wonder

Life is hard. Even the happiest person, with a “perfect” life, encounters trials along the way at some point. The issues people deal with are as varied as the individuals who are afflicted. I want to talk about something that many of us mishandle when it comes to the flaming arrows of life: how we deal with conflict. Unless you live under a rock, you have to interact with other people. It is understood that people are flawed and eventually, you will encounter someone with wh

I went for a walk one evening recently. Instantly, I was struck with memories triggered by certain fragrances, sounds and sights. The smell of fresh cut grass. The sound of birds singing. The way long shadows are cast across the manicured yards a couple of hours before dark. Try as I might, my eyes could not take it all in as fast as my brain urged them to move. Here I was, walking my dog with no particular agenda other than for him to take care of his business. I had no idea

Like any child, when I was young I had an idea of what it would be like to grow up and grow old. Looking back, I laugh at how far off the mark I was when it came to how I envisioned almost everything. I cannot help but wonder why my parents (mainly my mom) did not bother warning me about some of the things I would encounter as a grown woman. I have narrowed down three possibilities. (1) They did not feel comfortable or know how to tell me. (2) They thought it would confuse