“Mom, sh#t happens. And, we cope.” Wise words from my daughter, Giselle, the bride-to-be. I planned to write this week-end’s blog post about my shower gift to her. However, time is short. And, so will be this post! Sure, we all hear “sh#t happens” but do you vent and carry on about it? How, life isn’t… Continue reading Her Own Gift!
An isolated chair in great condition sat in the alley near the homeless shelter. I wonder if any homeless people rest a spell there. Christine, the shelter’s administrator, approved of my sister’s idea to raise awareness of poverty in Windsor. My sister is a successful writer. It’ll be an every Monday blog feature titled: Their Shoes.… Continue reading Consolation