Serendipity (re-dux)
Sometimes joy finds you in the least expected places.
A hallway. A headset. A nearly missed moment.
This is one of those stories. Read More
Outside of the box
It was indeed a lovely trip. Thanks, Ann!
I was in France one September driving through Provence. Just me in a rented Mini with the French language GPS voice, female, whom I named Gigi, and look where I ended up! (Photo above.) Gordes (gordz), France. Absolutely spectacular. Getting there was something Read More
What if…
It happens to all of us. You’re thinking of someone—the phone rings, and it’s them. Or you mention someone’s name, and they suddenly appear. Coincidence? Or something more?
One such moment in my own life—one that still gives me goosebumps—involved a business trip, an art installation, and a voice
It’s a beautiful thing
Oh, my, Paige! How marvelous! Thank you.
I don’t think beauty is universal. I do believe that beauty is everywhere and that we all perceive certain things as beautiful, but the magnificent object that takes your breath away is different from what leaves us in wonder. Read More
Who are you?
You are fabulous. I know we’ve just met but trust me—I know something about you.
You’re a woman who has lived, loved, nurtured, and taken care of everyone and everything around you—kids, husband, home, parents, pets, friends, garden, community. You’ve spent decades Read More
White space
I’m just so-o-o busy. I’ve got a lot on my plate right now. It’s crazy busy. I’m so busy, I don’t know which way’s up. I’m so busy, I hardly have time to think!
Sound familiar? Is one of these usually the first words out of your mouth when asked how it’s going? When did being busy Read More
Planning a winter getaway?
It happens every year. We know it’s coming. Well, us northern folk do anyway. Yet, every year we seem surprised when it actually hits. And right now it’s just days away… maybe several, but still only days. Snow, snow and more snow. Then of course there’s the shoveling. Lots and lots of shoveling. There are some gluttons among us who actually enjoy winter. The warm, woolly socks types. Scarves wrapped up to here and sweaters pulled down to there. They tromp through the snow Read More
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