Another Excerpt from my Memoir: Life Raft

When the morning came it would be time to go back to my reality: daily reminders of her absence, insomnia from racing thoughts, paperwork and phone calls addressing her estate, final medical bills, funeral costs, and sadness to celebrate the holiday without “Mother Christmas”. I saved those menacing thoughts for a bit of light stressing…

Ten Years

Ten years ago this November, I said “ I Do” to a lifetime of adventures, Sunday morning snuggles, belly laughs, friendship and a shared love of pie. Ten years has passed by too quickly. It feels like just yesterday that I was walking down a long aisle in a historic Pinehurst chapel, arm in arm…