One of the things I found when I took apart my mother’s house immediately following her death was a collection of family recipes. Before we all had personal computers, cooks hand-wrote their recipes on 3-by-5 lined note cards and kept them in small boxes in their kitchens. If you served a pa…
Right now in big box stores and online you can purchase these fancy mirrors that are well-lit around the edges. Some are even rechargeable. Some turn on by touch. In a recent stay at an apartment in Europe, we had a built-in one in our restroom, and it was activated by motion!
On Saturday I attended the memorial service for EMT Patti Frost at the Bald Hills Fire Department. Patti was generous of spirit, fiercely loyal, quirky enough to be a real person and filled with thanks for the life she was living and the people who shared it.
As he looked out into the crowd which had gathered for prayer, Jesus said, “Where two or more are gathered, there I am,” and there are two or more gathered, so Jesus is here.
We live in a world where we are connected for communication better than ever. Few people write letters by hand and mail them anymore. We have the ability to call, text, email and message from anywhere on the planet to anywhere else on the planet — especially with these new satellite smart phones.
I led a Celebration Recovery group in Chehalis a couple years ago when I was working with women who had spent so many years using drugs that their real personalities were hidden under their extreme toxic behaviors.
From time to time, I’m reminded how fragile life is and how important it is to say the things I ought to before it’s too late. One of the harder things with which to cope is wrestling with things left unsaid. Countless people have greatly struggled with deaths of loved ones mainly because th…
This week, my husband and I watched a one-hour special on serial killer Jeffrey Dahmer. We were riveted to our chairs and have had several lengthy discussions since.
When my husband and I returned home from a couple short trips, there was a message on our answering machine from the Publishers Clearing House. I was not impressed. I waited two days before giving my husband the number.