5 Years Ago…

He was my first love...my dad. His hand was always available to hold. He taught me how to ride a bike, how to change a tire, shoot a gun and threatened the first boy who broke my heart. Not every memory is that of perfection. That's from my dad, too...realism. Honesty. Truth. He always said… Continue reading 5 Years Ago…

Ready or Not…

It's January first and I'm not ready. Unlike so many years before, I have big plans for this year. I have made resolutions and set goals. I also stayed up until midnight to welcome the New Year, which I rarely do. It was important to get a glimpse, a look at the 365 days that… Continue reading Ready or Not…