Likes to Play With Her Food

The last gift is wrapped, all the cookies are done, plated, and on their way to friends and family.  I just got word the kids in ...

Inspiration from Kahlil Gibran on Joy & Sorrow Your joy is your sorrow unmasked. And the selfsame well from which your laughte...

I'm a bit melancholy today.  Part of my son's current journey is over today.  I don't think there are any more charges to be br...

A mother’s love is both a source of pain and joy. She cannot dissemble her own essential qualities. Yet she is constantly h...

I am starting to realize what a family holiday Halloween really is.  I miss my sons and all the preparation of designing our costumes and ga...

Things have been pretty quiet in our lives lately. Summer is here and we look forward to some music, camping, festivals, time with friends,...

Yes, it's Juneuary in the Northwest.  I feel like we've seen enough rain to last us until next winter.  We are still wearing swe...

Yesterday was memorial, pun intended.  We usually go see our son in the afternoons on Saturday's.  It's a two hour drive with a two ...

Saturday was our visit to the correctional institution. It went as usual, two hour drive through the woods, stopping to stretch now and then...

It's a rainy day with occasional sunshowers.  It'll make our drive to see Marty so much more fun. We should see a few rainbows along...

I really did have a good day for the most part. Work went very well, I felt the warm sun on my skin today, and had some fun in my home doing...

As happy and calm as I seem to be most of the day, I do have those times when I am a screaming inside because I just don't understand ho...

I think about my sons everyday and at least once a day I am reminded that my heart is a bit broken. I seem much better than last year, but I...

Started the day with a shot of the sunrise in Hawaii. My oldest son, Robert, is in Kaneohe Bay training to leave for Afghanistan in a couple...