Oops'nstuff

So, that's a milestone to celebrate. Today marks the seventh week that has passed since my husband underwent open heart surgery for a do...

There are times when events occur that are grim but must be borne, and this American election seems one of those times. Last night, before g...

Each of our days is promising, varied and different. One never knows what a day will bring. We are accustomed to our rituals, our habits and...

When I sprang to answer the telephone last night, I chirped brightly into the receiver our son's nickname. The voice that responded, shr...

Things are progressing as they should on the recovery front in this home of ours. As long as my husband remains on Coumadin, which should be...

When you're at home, warm and snug on a Saturday morning, breakfast behind you and the day stretching before you, waiting to be spent in...

Wandering about in the garden these days everything looks wan and sere, surrendering to the inevitable. As foliage from the ornamental crab ...