Stories Served Served Around The Table
Around The Table
Dear Patient Readers, Remember me—the absent writer? I have plenty of excuses—family drama, constant distractions, health issues, and the cat marching across my keyboard and sending the computer into a spiral dive (the W key may never recover). Despite the cat insisting on rubbing against the touch screen monitors and everything else, I am moving… Continue reading The Absent Writer
Happy New Year, Everyone. Although life's journey constantly changes, journaling has been a constant for me. I’ve been journaling in one form or another since I first learned to write. Sometimes sporadically, other times obsessively. It all began with composition books. Remember those? The black‑and‑white splotched hard covers, the lined pages sewn and glued into… Continue reading Journaling the Journey
Short days, snow flurries, and barren trees call for soup and sweaters. At the local farm stand, cauliflowers, carrots, and tomatoes burst with color. I wonder if the cold snap deepens the purple of eggplants and brightens the squash. Between the chill and the hues, soup becomes my go-to dinner. Thick, hearty bowls paired with… Continue reading Soup and Sweata Weatha
I am not a child, wife, sister, or mother of a veteran. My dad was too young for active duty during the Korean Police Action. My husband carried a draft card after his eighteenth birthday, but missed the Vietnam War draft. The honors, troubles, and stories did not live in my home. However, Great uncles… Continue reading The True Spirit of Veterans Day: More Than Thank You
I'm a few days late in posting, but November 5th is Love Your Red Hair Day—a perfect moment to celebrate the copper hues and blue eyes that shimmer through my family’s story, even though 23andMe says I’m 96% Southern Italian Sicilian. As expected I had the stereotypical dark hair and deep brown eyes, but the… Continue reading Why the Ginger and Bright Eyes
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