Cheers
During the week of New Year’s I didn’t pop the cork on a bottle of Asti in the refrigerator, nor did I write a blog post. The bottle of...
The Gift of Connection
I love holiday commercials, the warmness and color. Some are great for only those reasons because they’re just selling a car, a diamond...
Remaining Grateful and Patient for the Next Horizon: Some wisdom from Solo (on his birthday)
Today is my birthday My Friend says. No matter, I would consider it a great day. Everyone stayed home. I may lament freedom and...
'Tis the Season to ask, "What would I be happy without?"
Why did I have to be stopped by protesters on Guatemalan roads to pay attention to my father pounding “No Mowing” signs into the ditch? ...
Another Dog Year, for which I am Thankful
November 25, Wisconsin Dear Little Dove, The house simmers and bakes. The poultry laced steam makes Solo lose himself in the comings and...
Once Upon a Time Was Yesterday
Dear Hillary Clinton, I’m still waiting for my t-shirt I bought two weeks ago. It reads “Wisconsites for Hillary.” When it comes, I...
I Like This Conversation
I recently elected to participate in an educational program that discusses with students topics such as racism, culture, bullying and...
Digging Potatoes is not a Matter of Life and Death
My aunt finished carving her 58 pumpkins for the approaching holiday. I was inspired on an uncommonly warm day to take care of the two...