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Lost Souls in Frames

fearsIt is hard to focus on just one of my greatest fears.  It seems I have several.  But to minimize them here is the first one:  I am, and have been terrified of being in an auto accident and dying from the result.  This has gone on for as long as I can remember.  When I was younger I would actually decline going out of town, especially when my husband was driving, as I was terrified of getting killed in an auto accident.  I overcame it for a while, but I must say I think being more aware of my mortality at this time, it has come back to haunt me.  Continue reading

Too Much Money?

too much moneyTo me, money is a “means to an end.    It definitely tends to rule the world.  It seems everything is about having money, earning money, wanting money, or not having enough money.  Can you ever have enough money?  It seems not so.  Continue reading

I Need a New Bucket

dreamsIt is now called a bucket list, I called it dreams, goals, and accomplishments.

I have lots of dreams, never really considered them on a bucket list, but I guess they really were.  Continue reading

Untangling From Toxic Friends

relationshipsAll relationships are challenging.

When kids are very little it seems that having and making friends just go with the flow.  As you get older things get a bit more complicated.  Continue reading

Words of Wisdom x 4

I am not one to take advice, but throughout my life, I have actually been given some good pieces of wisdom and I actually took them.

One of the most memorable pieces of advice I was given was from my Dad.  I was a teenager and having trouble with my boyfriend, now husband.  We were on the phone and I anticipated him cheating on me.  Continue reading

The Queen, The Princess and The Frog

siblingsTo say having siblings is interesting, wonderful, and memorable is, to sum up, my life with two siblings.  Our family consisted of three girls.  Kathy was the oldest, I was the middle child and Judy is my younger sister.  We are four and five years apart.  Continue reading

The Day It All Began

It was just six days before Christmas.  I was eight months pregnant, it was the holidays.  A lot of the presents were not yet purchased or wrapped, to say the least.  The Christmas tree was up but not trimmed.  More importantly, the nursery was a skeleton of what it was supposed to be.  After all, we had a whole month to go before our little cherub would be born. Continue reading