Live a Life Worth Loving

Sending a Child to War

Does a mother ever get to the point where she can look at the amazing man her son has become and still not see her little boy? I choke up whenever I see this picture. My little boy in full body armor is not a comforting image a mother likes to see. I look at…

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I Could Have Been Born a Conch.

I could have been born a conch. For anyone born north of Miami, “a Conch” does not refer to slow moving, “slug in a shell” creature that lives on the ocean floor. The term lovingly applies to the indigenous people of Key West — a magical little island at the tip of the Florida Keys.…

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Should “Plan B” Have Been “Plan A” All Along?

I was going to start this blog by telling you about an encounter I had with a young woman who was desperately trying to avoid accepting an irreversible chain of events that was forcing her to embrace Plan B. She was determined as any woman could possibly be. She was smart, articulate, talented. She knew…

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The Greatest Gift My Parents Gave Me

As Father’s Day approaches, I am reminded of the greatest gift my parents ever gave me. I grew up my “mama’s girl. I look like her, act like her and talk like her. My only sibling, my sister Cathy, was “daddy’s girl.” Of this there was never any doubt. We were both nurtured in a…

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Always Remember & Never Forget

As a child, I was taught the Magic Words “please and thank you.” Whether it was because my mother drove it onto me so much at such a young age, or that it’s just a trait I inherited from her, I get a little over-enthusiastic about the whole thing. I can never seem to just…

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Life Without Candy

Ok, spoiler alert…this is not about my favorite junk food and the evidence of the extra ten pounds I have been packing around for the last 20 years!  After my post last week about my friend Launi, who swooped in and rescued my broken soul after my best friend, Candy Swanson, had died of Ovarian…

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Life Without a Best Friend is Not Easy

When my best friend, Candy, died of Ovarian Cancer, I felt as if a piece of my life shattered like a fragile antique mirror. Frame still intact, I found myself going through the grieving process with each shard cutting deeper the sense of loss I felt, reminding me of her absence. Unlike her family, which…

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Am I Really That Happy?

I admit it: my life can sometimes get pretty, um… zany, to put it nicely! To say I lead a busy life is an understatement. I run a full operational professional art studio. I still do about 10 weekend art shows each year. I dance the hula twice a week with a Hula Halau filled…

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My Hands… My Mother’s Hands

Every Mother’s Day I think a lot about my Mom and Grandmother. They both had a tremendous influence on my life.  Not only did I learn a lot by their sides, there is no denying I look like them physically. I have my mother’s nose and eyes and my Grandma Suzy’s smile as well as…

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When No One Wanted to Be My Friend

At the age of 29, I married my husband Al, who was a widower.  His first wife, Jane, died of breast cancer. She left behind four children, a loving extended family and an entire town of friends. Helplessly, hopelessly in love with Al, the kids, and with only a slight tolerance for the dog, I…

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