Cotton balls. Curious how the most ordinary things can stir up in me a memory and a feeling in my body. And – weird – cotton balls? Yep, those little white swabby things. I use them to take off nail polish. This particular cluster of white soft fuzzies came in the top of a supplementContinue reading “Cotton Balls”
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Betty, A Box, & A Card
Who would have thought that Betty, a box, and a card could bring out the best in me… JOY.
The Sound of Cards
Cards. I know, sounds so simple. So basic. But the sound of cards shuffling is on my list of faves. When I was a kid, my siblings and I were card players. We came from card-playing stock. I have few memories of early childhood, but one of them includes me sitting at Nana’s big table,Continue reading “The Sound of Cards”
What’s In A Box?
Every year, since all five of my children were wee ones, my husband goes out a few days before Christmas and creates for each of them their very own “food box.” Food box, you query? What is a food box and, more to the point, why a food box? Wellllll, there are five of them.Continue reading “What’s In A Box?”
Writing Every Day Down 