10 Years After My War on Drugs

Ten years ago, I began a war against a drug that now takes the life of thousands daily

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 →

Homeless NOT Hopeless

Quick Rewind In my previous post, Transient in Trump's America, I briefly gave you a glimpse into a few of my choices and my current circumstance. The feedback I received was generally positive except for some highly charged opinions about my choice of title. Apparently it is okay to write about being a transient as... Continue Reading →

Standing Up to Live

... a friend asked me if I had ever tried marijuana for my pain...

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