The first anniversary of any death is difficult to pass. One year ago, a great man left our lives. It hurts me even to think about my grandpa sometimes. Certainly a man at 92-years old has lived a good life. It is just the circumstances of his passing that makes it particularly difficult. After losing [...]
It was only a few months ago that Tim took Emerson on an errand to Costco. Upon his return he mentioned that he had never been with her alone, and how nice it was. Apparently from the moment they got in the car she didn’t stop talking. We realized then how important it was that [...]
It is hard to admit your weaknesses. It is even harder to tell your husband what his are. Most people know that if you use our kitchen sink, the hot is cold and the cold is hot. I am so used to it that I often times forget which way is right going into other [...]
This will seem like a trivial post, however, the quotes are worth it. I got bangs. I haven’t had bangs probably since high school? Not really sure. Anyway, when I sauntered through the door feeling “more youthful” as described by my hairdresser, here was the reaction. Briggs sees me first. “Hey everybody…come see the new [...]
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I am not ready to tell the truth that the big, jolly man in the North Pole is just a childhood fantasy. At nine years of age, I want to continue the magic for Briggs. He has questioned it. Even though some of his friends no longer believe, he his hanging in there. He said to [...]
Written by my cousin, Hattie (6th Grade) As former president George Bush said, “they share a common love for our great nation; a love great enough to put their very lives on the line, if need be, to guarantee the way of life we enjoy today, and to secure that way of life for tomorrow’s [...]
I hate to admit I was rather preoccupied on the highway when I gazed at the sign on the back of a pickup truck which read “Professional Titty Puller.” Am I missing something? Could my city upbringing have left me short of some farm knowledge in which this saying would be relevant? Hmmm…
I am reliving a nightmare from my teen years but this time I am on the other side. I learned how to write the hard way. I will refer to it as “THE ROWE WRITING BOOT CAMP”. It wasn’t pretty. I shed many tears. And, at time despised my father for taking such an interest [...]