My favorite memory of my Mom – believe it or not – is just a simple memory of standing in our kitchen in our Rio Rancho, New Mexico house. We’d work together to prepare dinner for our family. She was an excellent home cook, and I would set the table and design the dinner salad.... Continue Reading →
During the pandemic, so much of our world suddenly became unavailable. Many things my family previously enjoyed were no longer possible. So my daughter bought a standup paddleboard, and my husband bought three kayaks. Getting out on the water as a family together became our perfect summer day. We’d go to nearby places like the... Continue Reading →
I homeschooled my girls, and one of my favorite memories is spending time outside having picnics together. We spent many afternoons out on our grassy lawn. One summer day, we read Alice in Wonderland and let our imaginations run wild with what it would have been like to fall into that imaginary world with Alice.... Continue Reading →
I read “Hazel’s Magical Gift” from my memoir on Saturday, April 30, and raffled off three of Hazel’s bearded irises.
I have now officially outlived my Mother, and these are my reflections on this experience. A year ago tomorrow, I celebrated my 52nd birthday. During the pandemic, we were limited in where we could go and how many people could sit together in a restaurant. My husband made a reservation at a local Thai restaurant.... Continue Reading →
I have a very old cookbook that belonged to my Mom’s Mom, my Grammie Smith. It’s thick and well worn, and many of its pages have lost their glue, so they hang loosely between the blue cardboard covers. I keep it in the cabinet above my stove with my other cookbooks, but this one is... Continue Reading →