In sickness and in health
From the Heart It was an attack of the winter crud germs. They won. I am down for the count. I take probiotics. I wash my hands constantly. I tried…
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About the Grammys
From the Heart After a five-hour marathon of watching the golf tournament, until the skies darkened and play was halted after the 16th hole, Chuck asked me what I wanted…
Cross my heart . . .
From the Heart “If you are not seeing anyone would you like to have lunch or dinner?” And so my “once upon a time” fairy tale began. It was August…
Misery loves company
From the Heart “Do not let the behavior of others destroy your inner peace.” – Dalai Lama Have you ever had certain people in your life that just seem to…
This girl’s story may surprise you
From the Heart This little girl has a story. She has a story because in 1955 her birth mother gave her life. Her adoptive mother (her real mother) gave her…
And we shall have snow …
From the Heart It’s probably because of my past. It’s probably because I have a history with snow. It’s probably because I am a survivor of the 1978 Blizzard. I…
Biscuits and gravy
From the Heart Chuck and I are creatures of habit. When we got married it did not take him long to learn “my way” around town. Taking the backstreets and…
Thoughts from a pencil
From the Heart “The pencil that you hold today is writing your story. Only when you draw your last breath will your story be written in ink.” I wrote those…
Let’s go to the grocery
From the Heart Once upon a time, in a neighborhood in old town Noblesville, you would find a small grocery store … in every neighborhood. I’m in a Facebook group…
Christmas schmaltz
From the Heart Don Jellison, my newspaper boss, used to call me schmaltzy. I took it as a compliment. I am even more schmaltzy at Christmas. I hear “Silent Night”…