This past Tuesday was our 25th wedding anniversary and I celebrated alone, sitting under the windchimes in my gazebo. A small portion of Rick’s ashes are in the chimes, so I always feel like he’s with me when I sit there. It was his favorite place to s…
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Woohoo! It just keeps getting better! I received my copy of the 2021 Bear River Review today. This is the first time I’ve had an
The impact of Rick’s death has lessened as the years go by. That’s only natural. I’ve always been a firm believer that time really does heal all wounds, although not as quickly as we would like (and I definitely formed that opinion before experiencing …
I was watching a Brene Brown video and she talked about how everyone wants to have extraordinary experiences, but how the little things in life really matter more. She said that after stunning life events, like near-death experiences, the death of a lo…
I’m excited to be virtually attending the Muse & the Marketplace 2022 national writing conference. Another great session just ended… On Beginning (Again) with Chen
I attended a writers’ conference two weeks ago. I’m still working (reworking) my plans for life without Rick after retirement. We had big plans. We started our web design business in 2001 with the goal of having plenty of work that we could enjoy doing…
I’m attending the Association of Writers and Writing Programs 2022 Conference and it’s been extremely inspirational. Today, I learned of a medium I didn’t know
I took two days off work to attend the three-day Association for Writers and Writing Program 2022 conference. Talk about time and money well spent!
Last week was the anniversary of our first date. I remembered writing about that date a year after his death, so I looked up the blog. There it was, and as I read it, I remembered that stage of grief again, the rawness of another “first” without him. B…
Last week was the anniversary of our first date. I remembered writing about that date a year after his death, so I looked up the blog. There it was, and as I read it, I remembered that stage of grief again, the rawness of another “first” without him. B…
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