Some of my earliest memories of my dad include him running around chasing my brother’s with me on his back, piggy back style. That was our Monday night growing up. Mom would play Mah Jong with her friends and dad would be home with us. Before bed time, he would give me a piggy back…

Working out with a trainer helps to push a person physically further than they usually will go on their own.  A trainer will also show a person new exercises to change the way the muscle breaks down and rebuilds. That also alleviates the boredom that comes with doing the same routines. A few times in…

Up and down the stairs I go. Pick up prescriptions. Ensure there is food in the house. Clean the house (as much as they let me). Do the laundry. Help with cell phone issues.  Go to the bank.  Buy cards for occasions. Drive them here and there. These are a few of my favorite things…to…

The horse stood still, ignoring me. The ease at which I expected the horse to cooperate with me was long gone. My frustration was growing. There was a lump in my throat that caught me by surprise. I felt tears spring to my eyes. “What’s happening here?” I heard Wyatt say from behind me. I…

The trellis kept the desert sun at bay and provided a comfortable setting for lunch. Looking out over the beautiful manicured grounds I was filled with excitement. In a few moments I would be surrounded by three beautiful women I hadn’t seen in quite a while; one in about a year, two I hadn’t seen…

My mom has always been a feisty woman, filled with wit and a sense of humor. Give her a glass of wine and she will unabashedly tell you what you need to do to fix yourself, you know, what’s wrong with you. She says what some may think, I try not to laugh. It’s hard,…

It has been said that one of the secrets to a happy life is to not have expectations but to let things unfold naturally. You know, the “be in the moment” and “don’t worry about what may happen” stuff. Focus on what is. Without expectations you are never let down or disappointed.  Don’t expect people…

They were seven weeks old when my friend Lisa brought them into my life. I had just thrown my husband out, clothes and all, and she wanted the void filled for me immediately. She accomplished that! They were both so tiny they could hardly climb into the litter box. Lucy was jet black with little…