I am a note person. I leave little scraps of encouragement and wit in the lunch boxes and have been known to stuff a love note or two into my husband’s wallet between the credit cards. I keep boxes of written evidence of a life well-loved and lived. Even the blog is really just a…
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Coffee in Bed
There’s a rumor going around town that I bring my husband coffee in bed every morning. I’m writing to clear up any misconceptions and to set the record straight. The truth is this: I do bring my husband coffee in bed every morning. This has been a bone of contention of late, not within the…
All I Want For Christmas
Each December, my husband hefts a fir-tree over his left shoulder and carries it home. The last two Yuletides it has been wet and miserable, sideways wind and rain, yet he has done it anyway. We live in an area that offers free delivery of the Douglas Fir or Norwegian Spruce of your choice, yet he…
Mom on the Shelf
My feelings about the season of Yule and its accompanying tidings of joy are well documented. It is only the beginning of October, Christmas is still three months away, yet ‘tis has started to precede ‘season‘, decorations are creeping into window displays, shopping countdowns have started. The season is bearing down upon me with the…