Living In The Present, Not The Past

November 13, 2014 at 9:44 pm (Creative Non- Fiction) (, , , , , , )



This picture brings back so many fond memories.

This is one of the last pictures taken of my husband. It was Easter morning, my son Levi who was three, was surprised with a bubble pipe in his basket. He asked his daddy to blow bubbles for him. I love the small karate outfit Jerry found for Levi to wear. My husband was a karate instructor for many years. Life lesson: take advantage of every opportunity to take the stupid,crazy,funny pictures and video. you never know when you will need to fall back on them for comfort,a smile, or a more pleasant time in your lives.

This is the season they say for the attitude of gratitude in our lives. Everyday we should be living with this attitude. There are so many things to be thankful for. Even though in our jobs we may feel burn out, we have one, we have food on the table, a bed to sleep, our bills are paid, we have heat in the house. Many are planning the big Thanksgiving feast this moment,or looking forward to the big game afterwards. Some just look forward to Aunt Martha’s famous pumpkin pie this year. Than goodness to the many food banks and volunteers who help make everyone a holiday special.

Somehow, I see changes in people’s attitudes. They seem impatient, preoccupied,on the cell phones when at the check out lines, everyone seems in a hurry these days. There is no doubt, this world is changing, but it would be nice to get back to a simpler time in our lives when the pace was slower, no one was in a hurry to be some where. I wonder if those day are gone forever.

In this time of giving thanks, I would like to remember the fond memories of my loved ones who will not help celebrate this thanksgiving. For the service men and women who are keeping us safe to enjoy the holidays and the freedoms we have taken for granted they will always be here. Life can change in a moment. Take time to tell your loved ones how much they mean to you, how much you care about them and love them. I wake up every morning knowing my son Levi is proud of his mom. That is worth waking up knowing alone,plus my morning coffee and many creamers to explore. I had to realize the deaths of both my husband and son, did not mean the death of me as well. I life was forever changed yes, but I am living my dreams, finding happiness again, living my life to the fullest. How about you?

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Pumpkin Spice Wednsday

September 25, 2014 at 4:40 am (Creative Non- Fiction, Middle age, Poetry, Uncategorized) (, , , , , , )

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It’s that time of year again.  Fall is for batches of freshly baked cookies,hot apple cider, chili cook off’s, football games, chilly mornings, changing leaves, days that are shorter. The pumpkin patch with the kids, pumpkin carving contests.

If you haven’t already tried some favorite snacks in pumpkin, here are a few to consider

M&M’s pumpkin spice

Jello pumpkin spice flavored pudding

Pumpkin spice Oreo cookies

Doritos pumpkin spice

Skittles pumpkin spice

Pumpkin pie Pop tarts

Pumpkin spice candy corn

Pumpkin spice caramel dip

Starbucks pumpkin spice late

Pumpkin spice marshmallows

Pumpkin spice pancakes

Pumpkin spice waffles











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The Attitude Of Gratitude

August 24, 2014 at 7:37 pm (Creative Non- Fiction) (, , )

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Be thankful for the abundance that you have.

Single parenting is double the fun.

Life is too short to stay angry.

“Mom can we build one more sand castle please?”

I remember flying kites as a kid.

Back to school= mom doing her happy dance.

It’s easy to feel alone in a crowd.

Are you living your dreams or did life get in the way?

Does it always have to be perfect?

Some thoughts for a happier life.

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The Six Word Memoirs Challenge

August 20, 2014 at 9:27 pm (Creative Non- Fiction, Memoir, six word memoirs, Uncategorized) (, , , , , )

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I am taking part in the six word memoir challenge.

Could you tell your story in just six words?

You can write about any subject you want.

What inspires you to write, paint,keep a scrap-book?

What inspires you to be creative, spark imagination?

You are only limited by your imagination. 

Be creative and most of all, have fun.

I will leave you with my six word memoir.



“I’m finding healing in the storms.”



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A Summer Afternoon With Close Friends

July 17, 2014 at 1:28 am (Uncategorized) (, , , )

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I was sitting here thinking…

thinking about he great conversations I could have sitting around these chairs sipping cold iced tea,catching up with some old friends. What a great space to have a book of the month club luncheon. The question could arise though, who would I be sharing this special afternoon with? This private space could be the perfect analogy of the park bench thought- if you could sit on this park bench for one hour who would you be talking to?  Well, I have two special people in mind,one being my best friend Robin who died from her disease several years ago, and , my precious Grandma Leigh. We have shared many special moments together when I was a girl. We would have a great afternoon of catching up. 

I can imagine telling my girlfriend about what the past twenty years have been like. She, like I was a young widow. She has joined her husband in heaven several years ago. I would have so much to tell her about my life, my struggles and over coming them to finding happiness again. We would probably laugh at the memories of visiting the Queen mary ship one Sunday afternoon in 1981. The tour was incredible and we tried to envision being one of the passengers aboard this massive ship in the turn of the century. What it must have been like eating lunch in the dinning room, staying in one of the rooms and swimming in the pool or walking the deck and seeing the sparkling water below us. But what a grand conversation it would be. We would reminisce about my first car and all the dinners at the Bob’s Big boy hamburger restaurant. She was truly a dear, dear friend, we spent a lot of time together as teenagers. The sweet thing about God is, when she passed away, I met a new friend who is just as special to my heart.She also shares my love of the Victorian decorating as well. We have great conversations about her lovely house.Who would you share this special place in the garden with. Would you share your thoughts?

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A Foggy Morning

January 16, 2014 at 7:47 pm (Uncategorized) (, , , , )

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I woke up this morning to a foggy morning.


Driving downtown I could see the silhouettes of the trees in the fog. I am reminded of my childhood visiting my grandparents in Santa Barbara. I loved walking to the ocean and seeing the seagulls flying around, smelling the salty air and being surrounded by the foggy mist. I have spent many treasured moments at my grandparents house. 

I cannot believe january is already half over. Where is the time flying? I heard my Pastor joking  “time flies when you are unconscious”. He may have a point, time is whizzing by. Do you ever feel there is not enough time in the day? Just me huh(smile). I did not make any resolutions for this year I never do. Less for me to fail at. I am writing more stories to submit for publications and I enjoy my blog.   Life sometimes throw us a curve ball we didn’t see coming. It depends on our attitude as to the outcome of the circumstance. I have been handed some tough life changing events in my life-like so many others, life is just hard sometimes. I always had said when life handed me lemons, I made lemonade. The death of my husband and son truly forever changed my outlook on life. I decided depression was not a life choice, but chossing happiness again is a goal I can reach for. Everyday I am healing more and I am blessed with the wonderful memories I have of yesterday.

Happy New Year Everyone.


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Author Question “Why Did You Write Your story?”

January 31, 2013 at 10:55 pm (Uncategorized) (, , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , )










I have been asked why did I decide

to write my first book “Healing in the storms.” Sometimes our lives are forever changed in the blink of an eye. When we marry, we envision a life growing old with our spouse, we imagine our lives retired and maybe traveling and enjoying our grandchildren. I do not live my life with what if.. or I wish.. I continue to live my life everyday looking forward to the good things God still has for my life. 

 What happens when a young woman finds herself raising her child alone after 6 short years of wedded bliss to her husband the love of her life? What happens when th son she bravely and tenderly raised is lost to a tragic car accident just 17 years later?



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A Different Day

December 27, 2012 at 4:12 pm (Uncategorized) (, , , , , , , , , , , )

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26 years ago today my son Levi was born.

Levi brought great joy to my late husband and my life. Levi’s dad died when Levi was four years old. I was left to raise my young son alone. Levi and I endured many hardships and difficulties but we survived them all. I am proud of the fine young man levi had become. 

My son laid my new carpeting in my house for me.  For one, it was a treat to have new carpeting and two to have your son help it. I have turned Levi’s old bedroom into my dressing room. I love to go in and get dressed every morning and put on my pajamas every night. I have such good memories of the son I love and miss  dearly.

I am working on some new stories to submit. One story is for another blog  Publish Memoirs.  I have been invited to be a guest Blogger for Journaling  and Creative writing. I am honored to be invited to participate in both projects. I have recently sent six stories in for Anthologies and a 365 day blessing Book. I am keeping busy in good things God still has for me.

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