It may just be another coincidence, like the music playing spontaneously on my iPhone (see ”Unresolved Glitch,”), but you be the judge. Mom had an end table that sat by her sofa for 18 years while she lived in her retirement home. In its two drawers she kept an...Read More
The Great Photo Purge has begun, that agonizing process of deciding which of the thousands of photos I have stored remain–and which will be relegated to the wood stove. Ever since I was a child with my Kodak Brownie, I’ve wanted to record history, capturing moments...Read More
There is no normal when it comes to grief and loss. Everyone has a different timetable, and everyone has had a different dynamic with the person who passed. But for many, the feelings of loss linger for a lifetime, muted by everyday events. Small reminders momentarily stun,...Read More
The threads that run through our lives are the connecting points, the stories that will bless future generations.
Contained within the loss of a diary I kept as a child has been a persistent desire to tell stories –and help others to tell their stories. Some say, “Well, it’s all in the past.” But stories from the past inform our present moments.
Stories connect us to future generations, a gift and lasting legacy to your family, the story of your life–the adventures, the joys, the sorrows, the lessons learned. Read more about how I can help you or a loved one write your life story. [Read More...]
I never asked my mother how she would feel about me writing a blog about taking care of her when she was old. Mom hated for anyone to know her business. Shhh, the neighbors might hear was her modus operandi. But I was a blabbermouth. Either that or I was rebelling against a lifetime of family secrets. [Read more....]