Life isn’t always a
bowl of cherries…
but like pie, life is better when shared.
Stories about launching children, losing parents, balancing a career and
staying sane along the way.
Mercy flight
She looked at me with something dark behind her eyes. “It’s complicated,” she said. “This is a mercy trip.” The words were spinning in my head, the dots trying to connect …
This experience, written in 2019, left a big emotional imprint on my heart. I share it here for the first time.
An ordinary story from an extraordinary life
I was feeling overwhelmed and started blurting out small talk with the grocery clerk about why I was cooking for my parents. “Just be glad you have them” she said. “Because when they are gone you will miss them every day”.
That roast was the last meal I cooked for my father.
The hills were calling
It was like Maria VonTrapp herself was calling us to the mountains.
Red, white and not blue about my empty nest
The teen years gift you with a constant cycle of exhilaration and exhaustion that strangely leaves you wanting more and wanting off all at the same time.
Crawfish, rhubarb and moving on
Time will march on, whether you like it or not. But the sweetest things are sometimes right under your nose. So smell the roses. Crack the crawfish. Taste the pie.
The greatest generation of bakers
It’s hard to feel the press of life marching at a pace that feels ever faster. I’m sure our mothers felt the same when loss overcame them. And then they were probably at the door with some form of home-made comfort for those who needed the love.