A year ago I was in a different place.
Literally and metaphorically.
I was on my sabbatical in California.
Dividing my time between San Diego and Santa Barbara. 586 more words
Today marks four months since my husband, Kevin, died. As I write this post, it’s eight o’clock in the evening. By this time four months ago the doctor had already pronounced Kevin’s death, she’d done check in on me, my children, and my sister-in-law and she’d provided us with instructions about the next phase of activity. 373 more words
I’m a huge fan of author Lauren Dane’s books. She creates characters that are strong, but flawed and she never shies away from a challenge. In her latest series for Harlequin, Dane writes about the Hurley brothers, members of the super successful alt rock band Sweet Hollow Ranch. 1,024 more words
I love rocks….well, not just any rocks. I love pretty rocks. I don’t care much what it is as long as it’s pretty. When I was little, my dad would take my sisters and me into the desert for “vacations” which usually consisted of finding a quiet, shaded spot off the beaten path, having a picnic, and taking a bit of a walk. 209 more words