Sad during the holidays? I was too. Until I had this realization. Continue reading Nostalgia for what was and joy for what is.
They’re just a pair of shoes. Bronze sandals with sparkly buckles. They’re comfortable and cute. But that’s not what sets them apart from my other shoes. Whenever I slip into them, I remember that I bought them in a little boutique in Sea Isle, New Jersey 2 years ago when shopping with Angel. We both bought a pair of upscale shoes. She said, “These are … Continue reading Just a pair of shoes
Someone recently asked about the blog I’d been keeping during the end of mom’s life. She was looking for more posts. I started a few after mom passed but never finished. So I’ll start with today and work backwards now. And my posts may be out of order. But sometimes that’s just the way life is. It doesn’t happen neatly and orderly. Rarely does it … Continue reading I miss my Mom. The First Christmas without her.