It’s not mine to reconcile…
A few nights ago, I had a conversation that made me think a lot about divorce and its effect on family relationships. It was a tough and teary talk with one of my kids; it was also very good –…
Angels Wear Plaid
Noticing life out loud since 2011
Angels Wear Plaid
Noticing life out loud since 2011
First Kisses…
I’m thinking that everyone remembers their first kiss. I’d also be willing to go out on a limb and speculate that most of those first kisses were awkward rather than breathtaking… Just guessing. It’s awkward, that first kiss – sometimes…
Do I Text Him, or not?
After being divorced for several years, I finally took the plunge and entered the world of online dating. Although I didn’t necessarily need my kids’ advice to avoid ‘free’ dating services, I followed it. So far, it’s been an interesting…
Do Cat’s Go to Heaven?
Animals have a funny way of wriggling their way into the deepest corners of one’s heart. In the late summer of 2014, I had to face the difficult but unavoidable decision to hold hands and shed tears with my youngest…
Angels Really do Wear Plaid
Last week, as I was writing about the unexpected and sometimes strange twists in my life over the past 11 years, a thought occurred to me – I don’t think I’ve ever shared the reason I named my blog “Angels…
Snapdragons and Butterflies
It seems appropriate and fitting to reblog this today – it’s my grandmother’s birthday. 🙂
Roads May Be Winding, but They Always Bring Us Home
Throughout my life, I’ve learned that home is not a place – it’s a state of mind. While sitting on a stool at my kitchen counter, my eyes were drawn to the pond just past my sliding glass door and…
Silly Rabbit, Piano Lessons are for Grown-Ups!
The piano has always been a part of my life. Some of my earliest memories are of Grandma Marion playing carols in the crowded living room after a traditional Christmas dinner of Swedish meatballs, lefsa, lutefisk and rømmegrøt. (Yes, I’m a…
Peat and Repeat
Just because a recipe made its way into a church cookbook doesn’t mean it’s going to taste good. That’s a lesson I learned many years ago when I was cooking for a family of five. Apparently the same holds true…
The Weekend the Pope was in Town
The past several years have been quite the adventure and full of stories, most of which, I haven’t been able to share until now. In part due to being smart about the timing of when to share certain adventures and…