Articles by Janet Hart Leonard

Morning has peeked into my kitchen window. I’m sitting at my desk … a.k.a. my kitchen table. My paper calendar and to-do list tell me Christmas will be here before…

Hello December! Welcome Christmas! Let’s begin with all the fa-la-la, frenzy, decking of the halls, and the anxiety the expectations of having the perfect Christmas bring. And don’t forget the…

I sit in the silence. It’s the early morning hour before the world is waking up. The sun has yet to peek over the eastern horizon. I sit, holding my…

‘Tis the season to be thankful and joyous and feel all the fa-la-la that comes with Thanksgiving and Christmas. But. What if life has sideswiped your joy and fa-la-la? What…

“Chuck, are we going to have to call 911 to get us off the floor?” We both laughed … well, kind of. We had been sitting for four hours on…

Simmer down! Don’t get yourself in such a dither! I’ve heard my mother say both of those phrases. Her voice, as well as her sayings, had a way of calming…

1,056 square feet. Two bedrooms. One bath. Built in 1950. Original family owners. It’s a simple description for a realtor to describe her … but there’s so much more. She…

A few weeks ago, I wrote a story about my grandson, Jake, and his best friend, Logan, and how they had been friends since they were three years old. They…

My name is Janet, and I am a bona fide, certifiable “fixer.” If there were cards for “fixers,” mine would be Platinum. Bring me your problems, dilemmas, situations, and brokenness,…