Looking back when I was pregnant with our first child, I wanted a house and yard that would be safe and fun to raise our children. A house with a white picket fence on a road with sidewalks and other homes filled with children to ride bikes with mine. But, on that sunny October day … More Life Lessons Essay Final Part III
We left the cabin behind as we began our married life together in search for a place to call home. When I became pregnant, my mind started to switch focus from sustainable living to the ideal home and neighborhood to raise our family. I was gravitating toward houses that were in nice condition, a fenced … More Life Lessons Essay Part II
Since the essay I wrote back in September didn’t get selected for the REAL SIMPLE Life Lessons Essay Contest this year, I will share it here in parts. The theme: What Single Decision Changed Your Life? PART I While gathering carrots from my garden, contemplating the soups I would freeze for the winter, I thought back … More Life Lessons Essay Part I
It’s 6:30 am and my kids have re-started the fantasy game they began the previous evening up until Mom and Dad told them they had to stop because it was dinner and bedtime, promising they could play again in the morning. As soon as their little bodies and big imaginations woke up, the dragon was … More Listen to the Laughter
We just planted our tomato and pepper seeds so they will have a good 12 weeks or so to grow healthy and strong before we plant them into the garden for the summer. It means spring is near, even though March is just beginning. It also makes me think about how tired and anxious I … More Mary, Mary, How Does Your Garden Grow?
The days are young. Her vision is clear. And I think to myself the farewell is near. She roams through life without a care. She’ll drift away like the last summer’s air. I once was like her; the road still ahead. Dancing different paths to see where they lead. The breeze brings hope and takes … More Song of Farewell
It was lunch time and my four-year old daughter sat eating the remaining peanut butter dip on her plate using her index finger. I sit back and watch her. She swoops up a big glob of peanut butter onto the tip of her finger and looks at it. Then she holds her finger up to me … More The Finger Woman
Frigid winter winds blew over the deep footsteps in the snow. Crunching ice is heard as feet compact the snow under the weight of the wood box. Only four colors can be seen. Black coats standing in the white landscape, embracing red roses against their chests, while a dark Mahogany casket is the heart of … More Casket in the Snow