52 Years and Still Going Strong

Deb and I have been friends for 52 years, ever since we met our freshman year in college. I was a timid, brown-haired, piano-playing girl determined to learn everything I could about everything in the world. Deb was a glowing, giving, curly-headed brunette with an outstanding lyric soprano voice. We lived next door to each other in the dorm. After the first semester, we moved in together and were roommates for the rest of our college years.

Independence Pass

I am so grateful that I did not take a pass on Independence Pass.

The Light I Need to See

I can choose to dwell on my grogginess. And fear. Or I can choose to see the light and the beauty, all around me.

Happy People

“They were happy people,” our guide says as she stands in the open doorway, following our tour of the beauty-filled and welcoming Bellingrath House. “You can tell. It’s a happy place.” “They” were Walter and Essie Bellingrath, who left their home to be a museum of beautiful things, and their estate to be a public… Continue reading Happy People

Of Wonder, and Beaches

So here Frank and I are again, in the land of white beaches, warm sunshine and blue skies. So grateful. Grateful for a safe drive down. Grateful that our loved ones and friends back home are safely through that record-shattering cold and doing well. Grateful for sunny days. Grateful that, although it is cold for… Continue reading Of Wonder, and Beaches