Live a Life Worth Loving

In a World Where You Can Be Anything…Be Kind

What are you going to be when you grow up?” Most of us remember being asked that question as a kid. Talk about pressure! But the fact is that in this day and age we are presented with more options for exhilarating careers than ever before. The choices we make in fulfilling that early inquiry…

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I’m a Material Girl…

…uh, as in Fabric! I admit it. I am a material girl. Not like Madonna, but literally. I am obsessed with fabrics and textiles. Walking through a fabric store, for me, is heavenly. And much to the annoyance of all the sales people, I have to run my hand over every single bolt. The touch,…

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My Life is Forever a Work in Progress

It’s back to school season, and my mind can’t help but wander off to the years I readied my own kids to start the new school year. As old as I am, it’s not hard for me to remember walking into a new classroom the first day of school, checking out the kids, teacher, and…

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My Dirty Little Secret

Yes, it’s true. I have a dirty little secret… a serious personality flaw that those closest to me are forever chiding me about. And since I have always felt that the best way to keep people from throwing all my own dirt back in my face, I decided to toss it all out there, here…

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The Real Reason My Characters Have Bare Feet

I love shoes. Now you must think this is crazy, coming from woman who is barefoot most if the time, and who has built her art around that fact. But I have to admit, I am addicted to shoes. My dear friend Candy, who died from Ovarian Cancer back in 2003, was a shoe nut…

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Three Very Important Things About Me… Times Four!

My husband, “The Left-Brained, Wild-Thing”, says everything important in the world can be broken down to three things. I got to thinking about that and although I don’t think this is what he meant… here is my interpretation. Three things I love: (Not people…THINGS!): Chocolate, but only the dark expensive kind (hate cheap chocolate) The…

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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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