Three Years With A Home

In spite of the fact I was living with no running water and only the sparsely-available electricity of a small solar panel in a fifth-wheel I called ‘home’ with a husband as temporary as the broken-down RV, I applied to Southern New Hampshire University...

Waiting for a Home I Can Use

The reality of living in the Pacific Northwest as a disabled person during a housing crisis In October 2018, the day before my 52nd birthday, my doctor prescribed a power chair for my worsening disabilities related to my exposure to the antibiotic, Levaquin. I live in a low-income apartment complex in Olympia, Washington. They have a little blue... Continue Reading →

My Choice

...I made an appointment for abortion counseling which would be followed in two days by the surgery. I was approximately seven weeks along...

Friends: Reaching Out — Reaching In

This last week I lost another friend. I started pondering the people I call friends and how we all first connected.

A Home of My Own

A couple of days ago I signed the first rental lease I have signed in over 15 years. I was handed the keys to a small one bedroom apartment in the same complex where I had rented my first apartment 31 years before. It felt very circular, almost as if God was giving me an... Continue Reading →

Making Our Mark

In North Carolina, I was met with the proof of a fact that I had no way of knowing when I began my journey towards graduating from Southern New Hampshire University. Having come from very intelligent parents and grandparents, yet knowing that none of them had attained what my daughter and I were obtaining in... Continue Reading →

Road Food Part 2: Caesar Salad

I LOVE my salad creations. I admit, at times, they have been full of more bacon than lettuce, but over the months I have come up with a recipe that I just absolutely LOVE. I love them so much that I tend to have them at LEAST once per day.   When I have the... Continue Reading →

Road Food Part 1: Smoothies

This last week and a half I have found myself in a wonderful hotel room that is more like an apartment, complete with a full kitchen. Even so, I have realized that I miss my "road food," most of the components of which remain in my car which has been in the shop for that... Continue Reading →

A Woman’s Best Friends

Over seven years ago, I met a Staffordshire Terrier who changed my opinion about dogs. I had been afraid of large dogs (for no reason I can remember....but that isn't new to me!) for as long as I knew. Barkley was different. A HUGE "pitbull" type breed, he was loyal to no end. Not only to... Continue Reading →

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