Porch goose
I remember when I was a little girl, my mom had a porch goose. Like many women in the ‘80s, my mom would dress the goose up with seasonally appropriate…
Read MoreI remember when I was a little girl, my mom had a porch goose. Like many women in the ‘80s, my mom would dress the goose up with seasonally appropriate…
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I don’t care how old I get; I still love anything princess. My daughter is no exception. She loves anything girly that is fit for a princess, which is why…
I love May. I love the chaos and excitement that it brings. It is exhausting, but there is something magical about it. The whole summer is ahead of you; the…
May 5 is my little girl’s birthday. Her name holds so much meaning. Mary Leigh is a combination of the Blessed Mother’s name and my mom’s. When you go to…
In my last column, I talked about April showers and why it’s so important not to lose sight of why the rain is necessary. It might sound cheesy to say…
I love the season of Spring and what it symbolizes. I love the season of Easter and the focus of rebirth. I love that no matter how dark and cold…
In my last column, I wrote about my grandmother’s china cabinet and all her crystal. It truly is an heirloom and one that will forever hold a place in my…
My grandmother recently moved into an apartment at an assisted living facility from her home in Westfield. When going through her stuff, the family joke has become that everything is…