Today has been 13 years since Chubs died. Will this be a lucky year? Chubs was the first to pass from our immediate family. There are times when scents or songs take you to a moment with your loved one gone. I know when I smell Chantilly powder, it takes me right to my sweet …
How do I sum up my Christmas this year? I would have to say it's as close enough to perfect as it could be compared to the year I have had. My niece, Miss Priss, as I have called her since she was born, and I reunited this year with my brother's (her dad) cancer …
This is the day in America where blessed individuals commit one of the deadly sins - gluttony: overindulgence of food, family, and football. I love the cooking side of the food...and I sure do love me some football. The family part...yeah...I'm struggling with that this year. As you know, if you follow my blogs, I …
This morning (9/21/20) I lost my job. I knew for a couple months I was going to, but I just didn't know exactly what date I would be fired. Folks on the outside looking in may not realize how important my job was to me. I never expressed it, but it was the toughest and …
I try not to ever write anything negative, but something has bothered me all week. My blogs primarily consist of running, food, and missing my mom. I have had this blog nearly two years. I pay for the site and enjoy sharing my thoughts. I would always share my blogs on Facebook so my friends …
I hate when Mother's Day approaches being a motherless daughter. This year is a double whammy to me. My mom's birthday falls on Mother's Day this year. My heart just can't take that. I was going to wait on writing a blog for that day, but figured I would get my thoughts out now and …
What is it about moms and their healing powers? My mom was known for her rocking chair. She would rock sun up to sun down, listening to her gospel music. If you're sick, climb in Moma's lap. If you need a hug, climb in Moma's lap. If you're sad, climb in Moma's lap. She just …
I write this in the late afternoon of Christmas Eve. One thing that is very much in common with my hunka hunka and I from day one is our families celebrate everything on Christmas Eve. Then Christmas Day is just the two of us to relax. I thought about waiting to write this blog tomorrow …
The title of my blog will hopefully make sense by the end. Here's a picture my dad pulled out after I lost my mom. He absolutely loves this picture. He tells me he gets up often to sit and stare at it. Many times he says he talks to my mom. The picture hangs on …
Well...I did it. I put up my tree. Before I became a motherless daughter, my mom had dementia. She never knew what day it was. When I lost her mentally, I lost all my Christmas spirit. Actually, I just lost all my spirit. Nothing was the same. Then she died. Now I can't even remind …
