I was going to start this blog by telling you about an encounter I had with a young woman who was desperately trying to avoid accepting an irreversible chain of events that was forcing her to embrace Plan B. She was determined as any woman could possibly be. She was smart, articulate, talented. She knew […]
As Father’s Day approaches, I am reminded of the greatest gift my parents ever gave me. I grew up my “mama’s girl. I look like her, act like her and talk like her. My only sibling, my sister Cathy, was “daddy’s girl.” Of this there was never any doubt. We were both nurtured in a
As a child, I was taught the Magic Words “please and thank you.” Whether it was because my mother drove it onto me so much at such a young age, or that it’s just a trait I inherited from her, I get a little over-enthusiastic about the whole thing. I can never seem to just
Ok, spoiler alert…this is not about my favorite junk food and the evidence of the extra ten pounds I have been packing around for the last 20 years! After my post last week about my friend Launi, who swooped in and rescued my broken soul after my best friend, Candy Swanson, had died of Ovarian
When my best friend, Candy, died of Ovarian Cancer, I felt as if a piece of my life shattered like a fragile antique mirror. Frame still intact, I found myself going through the grieving process with each shard cutting deeper the sense of loss I felt, reminding me of her absence. Unlike her family, which
I admit it: my life can sometimes get pretty, um… zany, to put it nicely! To say I lead a busy life is an understatement. I run a full operational professional art studio. I still do about 10 weekend art shows each year. I dance the hula twice a week with a Hula Halau filled
Every Mother’s Day I think a lot about my Mom and Grandmother. They both had a tremendous influence on my life. Not only did I learn a lot by their sides, there is no denying I look like them physically. I have my mother’s nose and eyes and my Grandma Suzy’s smile as well as
At the age of 29, I married my husband Al, who was a widower. His first wife, Jane, died of breast cancer. She left behind four children, a loving extended family and an entire town of friends. Helplessly, hopelessly in love with Al, the kids, and with only a slight tolerance for the dog, I
I sure do miss my mama. She died a little over two years ago but she is with me every day of my life. I feel so incredibly blessed that she passed on to me so many talents and skills and was such a great example to me. A skilled artist herself, her gift flows
I love shoes. Now you must think this is crazy, coming from woman who is barefoot most if the time, and who has built her art around that fact. But I have to admit, I am addicted to shoes. My dear friend Candy, who died from Ovarian Cancer back in 2003, was a shoe nut