Simple Thoughts From A Complicated Mind, Sort Of . . .

I am absolutely, without a doubt, dating myself, but that’s okay. Those of you reading this know I’m seventy, and happy. A few aches and pai...

  I know sometimes we use the word Love over and over in various ways that minimizes the meaning of the word. We say things like: I love tha...

As I get older, I’ve noticed my memory is not what it once was. Nothing big. Just little things, mostly. I’ve never been good with names. So...

Any of you who have read my posts know I, like many of you, am a creature of habit. I have a morning routine I follow nearly every day.   ...

A week ago, I sat at breakfast with my youngest, Emily. I pumped her with questions about her work with those experiencing homelessness. A...

I’m sure you heard the term, ‘labor of love.’ For 48 years, that phrase described what I’ve done, and still do part time. I work with kids...

I have been absent lately because of my hip replacement and the rehab that has and is taking place. Sorry about that. But I can tell you all...