I hadn't spent much time with her in person....But we had spent time together....
She Read Me
Every St. Patrick’s Day I Wonder Where in Ireland My Family is From
When my daughter and her husband bought me a DNA test for my birthday a few years ago, I was thrilled to confirm that I was almost as Irish as an old boyfriend had though (he said I looked a lot like one of his relatives, still in Ireland). That made me happy. My first... Continue Reading →
A Writing Odyssey
I've been in control of my writing, editing and publishing on three sites, including this one, for a few years now. First came 420FriendlyRecovery.com (formerly GmaMaggie420), then, in 2013 when I got in touch with my spiritual side, I started a blog about that called Slightely Mormon. I have since changed the name of that... Continue Reading →
Revisiting A Bad Drug – One Year Plus After an Antibiotic Injury
When I think back to my life, just 19 months ago... camping... Something I don't know if I will ever be able to do again...thanks to an antibiotic...
Asking for Help
What happens when a disabled person can no longer care for themselves and their home? Asking for help seems simple, perhaps, for those who've never had to, but for those of us who are used to doing for ourselves, it is quite complex.
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...
A Darkness Within the Light
About a week ago, I asked my therapist how long this particular Major Depressive Episode had been going on. Without a pause, she answered, "Since the summer." I could have saved a bit of time and checked the publication date of my last blog post -- on ALL of my blogs. I have not written... Continue Reading →
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.
Grandma Duty
One week ago today, my fourth grandchild was born. She is the first child of my last child; the baby girl of my baby girl. Yes, I am a happy grandma and a very proud mama, but why does being a Grandma mean more to me than any other role I have ever held? I... Continue Reading →
