A re-blog from a 2022 post
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A Final Tribute to Aunt Billie
This morning, I stepped into one of those moments that divides life into before and after. My Aunt Billie — Mimi — lived 101 bold, beautiful years, and today, I honor her legacy.
Gotta be right
Some people need to be right more than they need to be kind. This is a story about what happens when we stop shrinking and start choosing peace instead.
The quiet ache of wanting my next chapter
A quiet early morning, a heavy appointment on the horizon, and a heart still reaching for its next chapter. Even in the stillness and exhaustion, something in me keeps unfolding — reminding me that my next chapter isn’t waiting for me to catch up, it’s rising because I’m writing my way toward it.
A Weekend of Kindness, Gratitude, and Gentle Reminders
A quiet 4th of July turned into a beautiful reminder of kindness, gratitude, and the goodness still found in today’s youth. This weekend with my brother’s kids filled my home — and my heart — with hope, warmth, and the sweetest lessons about love, participation, and appreciation.
When Two Families Become One: Reflections from Kevin & Jagger’s Wedding
Watching my son begin his forever taught me that love evolves, expands, and asks us to let go with grace. Kevin and Jagger’s wedding wasn’t just a celebration of two people — it was the moment two families became one. In this reflection, I share what it meant to walk my son down the aisle, welcome a daughter‑in‑love, and grow right alongside the people I cherish.
When Your Son Says “I Do” and Your Heart Expands
A weekend of vows, tears, laughter, and the kind of love that expands a mother’s heart. Watching my son say “I do” changed something in me — softly, permanently — and I’m still carrying the glow of it all.
From my corner-Thursday thoughts
A tender letter about a mother getting ready to give her son away on his wedding day
Returning to the Life That Loves Me Back
A soft check‑in at the end of a long week — updates on life, writing, Eternal Echoes, family, healing, and the quiet ways I’m returning to the life that loves me back. A warm Friday note from my heart to yours.
From My Little Corner of the World-A Monday Evening and the Things We Carry
A quiet Monday evening update from my little corner of the world — life, love, a few medical twists, and the gentle things we carry as we keep becoming.