We got lost on the roads of our childhood when we had to take a detour, but we retrieved some memories and created new ones.
I was too cheap to pay for a DNA analysis, but I was intrigued enough to imagine what my sample would reveal. Here are my unscientific results.
This Mother’s Day has me remembering how hard my mother worked to feed us. She showed us love every day with her potato cooking skills.
Ever had a night when you couldn’t sleep? Occasionally I have a sleepless night and this essay tells all about my goofy escapades dealing with my insomnia.
When Dad retired he announced he was going to ‘help’ Mom grocery shop, something she had done successfully without his input for decades. This is the story of how their relationship weathered the challenge.