In January, after witnessing a hawk devour a small, unfortunate critter, I wrote … Oh, Nature fascinated, yet disturbed, I placed that biz into the portion of my brain, where ewwww, I hoped never to go again. Nothing, and I do mean NO. THING. could have prepared me for yesterday’s a.m. though, ’cause I honest …

One of my favorite, tingle from head to toe sensations, occurs when I stand in Chicago’s Soldier Field during our National Anthem. The joy, the pride, the energy that flows is absolutely electric & sometimes… sometimes … There is absolutely nothing more heart pumping, thrilling than hearing and the home of the brave as U.S.A. …

I’ve been spending moments with my archives these days, realigning my vibe to quiet the noise, to nurture my hope. Here’s one from 2018 that helped me then, helps me now. Enjoy. This sums things up so easily. You. Me. They. Us. We. WE who walk and talk and wonder and worry and laugh and …

History was always my favorite subject in school & to this day, I find reading about America’s past, absolutely fascinating. People, just like you and me, were here, walking, talking, doing, trying, being & the older I get, the more I realize, every day I’m on Earth, I’m kinda, sorta living history too. My. History. …

Pulled from the 2016 archives because it’s Friday, because it’s been an especially L O N G week. because I need a giggle or three, courtesy of Mom. Enjoy. 🙂 I’ve been thinking about my mama lately. A lot. I can feel her. She’s here, near, hovering around me, popping funny thoughts into my head, …

It was about a week after Mom died, with the busyness of her funeral over and the shock of her sudden departure settling in, when I called Dad to ask if I could come sit with him for a while. He said yes, as I informed, it would take me a few, I wanted and …

and John and Josephine and Anthony and Margaret and Daniel and Olive and John I’ve heard your names and bits, pieces of your life stories, for you have been passed on through the years by Mom, Dad, aunts, cousins, uncles … & as I listen to your tales, as I ask questions and genuinely wonder …

When storm clouds loom and fears abound I can’t get up I’ve fallen down Or it’s too late for one more try Sadness awaits The tears, I cry It’s here I find my peaceful pause I know I can Fulfill my cause I say these words again, before My troubled heart Content, once more Above …

The early voting, VOTE HERE sign greets as I enter, and I smile when our paths cross. I park the car, I do my stepstepstep biz and as I finish my walk each day, I make a point to trek past the building, with it’s parade of PICK ME PICK MEEEEEEE expressions, just to see …

Word on the street informs, yeah-huh. tonight. Truth be told ?? I’m way ok with this understandable, yet oftentimes, confusing ritual of adjusting. & errr, dare I say, I look forward to it ? it’s true, I do, ’cause I’m a sunrise kind of gal. The shhhh View Deer Sunrise 11 There ain’t nothing much …