Relationships help us grow and change, and spirituality–in whatever way you choose to define it–is as important to our progress in life and happiness as are developing great friendships with wonderful people. Getting outside of ourselves and having deep conversations with others is a great way to develop those connections.Read More
If you live in a seasonal area like the northeastern USA, what do you do in the wintertime to keep your sanity on course and your croquet balls and mallets in the garage rather than zooming around the living room?Read More
People are endlessly interesting. We humans are entertaining and unusual and quirky and have unique backgrounds and experiences and passions. What’s not to enjoy? Ah, but to find out these aspects of each other, we have to dive deep and share what lives on the inside of our hearts.Read More
Guest post by cousin Nadine Leaman: Childhood friendships are deep and ever-lasting, no matter how grown-up life separates you. Oh but what a treat when adulthood finds you reconnecting and laughing together as new memories are made.Read More
Losing my mom to her battle with lung cancer brought a whole different dimension to facing the firsts without her–my birthday, Christmas, our parents’ anniversary, Mother’s Day and her birthday … and every one since.Read More
There were times over the years when I wanted to slap each of my siblings—as I completely acknowledge they wanted to slap me—but let an outsider speak a belittling word to me about them and you’ve just launched a battle of epic proportions.Read More
When there is a difficult person in your life with whom you have to interact, do you immediately go on the warpath or do you take a deep breath and say to yourself, I’m going to kill them with kindness?Read More
How do you want to age? Sitting still or going full tilt at life? I want to go out like my favorite pair of Levi Jeans–worn just right and comfortable to the end.
What type of jean would you want to liken yourself to?Read More
When my parents would come to visit Seester and me during the summers I lived in Red Lodge, dad and I would always take a morning and drive to Cooke City for lunch. Up over the Beartooth Pass we’d go, stopping willy nilly for photo opps and simple moments of enjoying each other’s company. You’d have loved this picnic, Dad.Read More
I love the Internet. I love email. The fact that I can say hello to five friends across the US, in Canada, in Europe and perhaps have only minutes go by before I hear back from them is a gift. I can let them know that I’m thinking of them right … now … when a phone call isn’t always possible. What blessing.Read More
Kids are mean. I know this. I know that today in our society, bullying has reached epic proportions. The internet has exacerbated the problem. I’ve no idea how I would have turned out if some of my more humiliating moments had been captured on video and sent around cyberspace.
It was bad enough having my less than shining moments shared (and remembered to this day) among the dozen cousins that occupied my stratosphere. In our neighborhood, growing up on the dead-end known as Griffith Road in Griffith Hollow, nothing was off limits. We tortured each other and played and fought and played and fought some more.Read More