Being the youngest of three girls growing up, I’ve always been on the receiving end of my sisters’ clothing cast offs. I also grew so fast as a child that my legs ached just trying to keep up. My second sister’s clothes from when she was eleven, fit me when I was I was eight. … Continue reading Hand Me Down
My grandmother was nearly eighty when she had her first foot massage. I think this is right. I mean, obviously I wasn’t around for most of those years, so I couldn’t say for certain. Still she looked so surprised as I rubbed my mom’s feet when we were all gathered at my grandparent’s house. My … Continue reading FEET
On my birthday post, I talked about having gratitude in the face of all the stuff – little and big, good and bad – that makes up life. I really do believe that, but sometimes it can be really hard. Okay, I’m just going to be really honest here: I’ve had a super crappy time … Continue reading Where’s That Gratitude?
Connections, people, they are everywhere. In general, I’m not huge fan of surprises. I mean, I like to know where we are going so I can choose the right footwear and know to eat something before leaving the house when the plan isn’t dinner like I was told but to go to a show involving … Continue reading Summer of Surprises