‘You’ Turns
I’ve made a few U-Turns in my life, and I imagine I’ll make a few more—and not just at a stoplight. But I’m concerned with a different kind these days. I call them You Turns. I notice as I grow … Continue reading →
I’ve made a few U-Turns in my life, and I imagine I’ll make a few more—and not just at a stoplight. But I’m concerned with a different kind these days. I call them You Turns. I notice as I grow … Continue reading →
I shop for some of my groceries at Nob Hill Foods. Sometimes I refer to it as Snob Hill because the prices are a bit higher than Save-a-Lot, but I love the atmosphere, the wide selection of organic produce, and … Continue reading →
I stepped outside my house. It was time to face reality. I had to hire a contractor to tear out and replace the worn wooden railings and banister and steps with a fresh look and new materials.. But oh the … Continue reading →
“Peachy desserts,” boasted the sign in the window of a local coffee shop. I couldn’t resist. Fresh peaches are among my favorite fruits—especially during peach season, which is all summer long where I live in California. I walked in, sat … Continue reading →
It has been quite a season in our family and beyond. Lingering illnesses. Cancer diagnosis among loved ones. Expected and unexpected deaths. For a week or so I found myself breathing hard and sometimes breathless, scared, anxious, and overwhelmed. But … Continue reading →
Roses are red Violets are blue; This rosy red bush Is for me (Karen) and for you (Charles). White rose Climb so high Touch the heavens And to Mom and Dad say, “Hi!” Peaches and cream To me you seem … Continue reading →
Outside the Marmalade Cafe in Southern California I stopped to enjoy this ‘turtle family reunion.’ Members of the clan, large and small, young and old, gathered on the rock in the sun and simply basked in its warmth. When the … Continue reading →
This week I looked through some old files–photos and writings that my husband Charles had accumulated and left for me to enjoy. I found the following piece and thought it was lovely so I’m sharing it with you here. (For … Continue reading →
Thirty-some years ago I gave my life to Jesus Christ, as I sat on a bench overlooking the Pacific Ocean near my home, in San Diego, California. I was a broken woman at age forty-two, divorced from my first husband, … Continue reading →
As a girl, I remember my mother touching my hands gently, a reminder to sit still and stop nibbling my fingernails. She also calmed me down when I twirled and cart wheeled across the living room floor. I was an … Continue reading →