Inkwell Swimmer

Holidays make me a little crazy. Ok, a lot crazy. I am thrilled when I can start planning the decorating and the food and the movies and… Read more “There’s always a holiday to celebrate”

I was prowling around Wal-Mart one day in March of 2014. I was by myself and really wasn’t after anything important, I was just sort of filling… Read more “Then I went blind”

No matter how old I get, I still remember things so clearly. I forget what I had for lunch, but I remember going to Gene’s with Amy… Read more “Music and Mourning”

Seven years ago, I had so many things going on in my life. I worked at City Hall as the Assistant to the Mayor. I volunteered at… Read more “First, my heart pooped out a little”

Entering the dating scene after twenty-five years of marriage was sort of like going for a swim in the ocean ten minutes after watching Jaws. You know… Read more “The first wink wins”

I kept the two oldest grandboys this week. They are eleven and thirteen. I forgot how young men acted. I raised three boys but I haven’t had… Read more “Grandboys”

My fondest memories are of the time I spent on Little Barbee Lake in Warsaw, Indiana. My Grandparents owned a cottage there. I have nothing but good… Read more “The Lake House”

Have you ever had to forgive someone who hasn’t asked for forgiveness? Not only never asked, but continued to harm you on a mental level. I want… Read more “A Weight Has Been Lifted”

I pray. A lot. I pray for my children and my Mother. I pray for my almost children. I pray for strength. Sometimes I’m praying for the… Read more “Crockpot Prayers vs Microwave Prayers”