Reminder for parents

As I went through my gym workout, I couldn’t help hearing moms lamenting the chores, tantrums, schedules, practices and homework they have waiting for them at home. I walked past moms shouting, “slow down!” and “walk!!!” as the kids neared the kid’s club room.  To me, those kids are excited to go in there….

What I lament is not having enough time with my kids. Twenty years just flew by. I’d give almost anything to return to those days, even for a few hours, to relive the fun, giggles, cuddles, stories, homework and chores with my kids. Parents, don’t wish the time away!

All kids are wonderful and a gift.

Digby Wolfe was the author of the poem “Here’s to the kids who are special.” With permission, I share:

Here’s to the kids who are different;

The kids who don’t always get A’s.

The kids who have ears,

Not at all like their peers,

Or have noses that go on for days.

Here’s to the kids who are different;

The kids who are just out of step.

The kids they all tease,

Who have cuts on their knees,

And whose sneakers are constantly wet.

Here’s to the kids who are different;

The kids with a mischievous streak.

For when they are grown,

As history has shown,

It’s their differences that make them unique.


I love my kids. I miss them so much. I’m proud of them; I honor them; I respect them. I hope they know all that.




New words + new actions

I recently joined a huge gym/health club/spa. I’m determined to get back in pre-move shape. I call this gym “adult day camp!” There’s every kind, brand, color of equipment you can possibly imagine, classes, relaxing areas, and a full-service spa and salon.

Along with my new day camp routine, I have some new words to use daily:

I am strong. I am determined. I am worthy. I am powerful. I am confident. I am a masterpiece. I am talented. I am well-abled. To add to those, I am happy. I am possibility. I am love.

What words are you?





Affection and personal regard.

That is how the dictionary defines it.

In life, it’s that and more.

Much more.

Shared pleasures.

Erased pains.



Praise of your best. Acceptance of what else you may be.

And, in some cases, a beginning (the very best beginning) for love.

Cling to good friendship. That will make it stronger.

Express it. That makes friendship stronger still.

*original author unknown and appreciated*



Friendship isn’t one thing…it’s a million little things.

Make your own FUN

I’ve moved several times over the past thirty years and learned a lot along the way. Friends are truest when you keep in touch, share interests and respect, and, build on a strong foundation. I love and adore my friends.

I had the opportunity to go to the home opening game for the St. Louis Cardinals baseball game yesterday. I was overjoyed with excitement and anticipation. It was a NDB (never done before) for me. I bought a team t-shirt, prepared my jacket and small handbag, hat and sunscreen. I was ready for the day.

Mark took me to the appointed meeting place. I met the woman who would accompany me to the game. She said she has experience and I should trust her.  She was a new friend….

We had lunch, walked around “the Loop”, took an Uber car to the stadium and the fun began. I wish this sylloge could have a different ending, but it doesn’t. We did not get the promised tickets. We did not go into the Cardinals Stadium to sit and watch the game. We did not get to cheer with the 47,566 fans as the Cardinals won the game in the ninth inning. I read about it this morning.

Overall, I had a fun day and experienced much of the excitement and merriment that opening day invites. Next time, I will go with a true friend with history, honor and integrity. No regrets… I still had made my own fun.

Yay Cardinals!



photo credit: AP / Jeff Roberson
me laying in the green grass
Fun with all fans!
In the “Duck Room” of the famous Blueberry Hill restaurant

Big news!

We’re moving again!!! To a remote island, think Gilligan’s Island, just north of the equator. Please come visit us. This is what we’ve been dreaming of for years!!

We’ll tell our kids via social media. Our parents will find out from their friends. Our clothes and computers will be shipped out, along with the rest of the photos we haven’t scanned yet. I hope to keep in touch with you, friends, and perhaps you’ll even come visit us.

Until we meet again….