I keep playing that Daryl Hall and John Oates song "She's Gone" in my head. Allie moved to another state. My little girl ...

If you could see the trajectory of my life from childhood to now, it would look tradtional and very conservative. Fourth child of two dep...

The 366 Photo challenge for February was the color rose. On mother's birthday, I happened to have a pink rose in the house, a rare e...

This blog began in February 2009, three years ago. It has been such an essential part of my growth, reaching out and telling my truth t...

It's been a while since I've posted any flea market finds. Since my husband is collecting so much old stuff, I have found that I ...

That I want to call my mother and talk about this heat. I want to talk to her about the drought. I want to talk to her about how we are 12 ...

The first thing I said her was that I am tired of thinking about my story. I am tired of analyzing. I think it is important but understandin...

April 15, 2011 was the day mother went. I was happy for her, excited even. Then she drew her last breath and I went into shock. I had a very...

I really do not want to seem too needy regarding this care-giving-for-my-mother job. But I am needy and this is my journal and I will cry i...