How My Mom Became the Side Chick

My sisters and I would occasionally show up cuddling a new kitten or dog from a neighbor's new litter.  We were always greeted with the same response.  "No! You can take tha...

The Impact of Stories on Your Life

As a Guided Autobiography Facilitator and life story coach, I know that writing your life story has many benefits and yet when I was faced with writing my own life story, I ex...

Naming Crimes

[Pictured in photo are me and my four kids around 1983 baking cookies during the holidays.] When my youngest sister brought her first baby home, no one noticed there was a pr...

How Did You and Daddy Meet?

When my kids asked about the day I met their father I recall that Friday night in 1968 when I had just settled in after a busy week of teaching junior high kids. Here’s what ...

Close Call

[Photo of my son, Herbert T. Brown, III at one year old.--1975-2016] In a recent newsletter, I shared my story of how my planned babies' names were stolen  almost a decade be...

Clean the Kitchen

The aroma would greet us at the door whenever my husband cooked his favorite dish.   “Hm-mm. What’s that?”   I call it “Clean the kitchen,” he’d announce.   He passed in...

A Script of Grief: A Mother's Healing Begins

No matter how many dead people I've seen in murder mysteries in my lifetime, I wasn't prepared for the day I found my 40 year-old son dead from a massive heart attack. But I ...

The Macaroni and Cheese Party

"Hi Mom, whatcha doing?" Ada, my college-junior-daughter began. "At the beauty shop about to get my hair done, so I can't talk long right now. What's up?" " My coworkers and...

What Does Your Christmas Tree Say About You?

It wasn't until I read a post by another blogger about her less-than-perfect Christmas tree, that I began to reflect on my own tree story. My mother and father always put up ...

Dashing Through the Door

Growing up in the 50's was somewhat like working for Door Dash A neighbor would call to borrow a cup of sugar Whichever kid was nearby Was assigned to deliver it. A finished e...

Glimpse Inside a Family Time Machine

Glimpse Inside a Family Time Machine Every Tuesday my mother left the house and headed to do her weekly shopping in downtown St. Louis, Missouri. It was the only day other t...

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