Keeping it Real Storytelling
We received our silly “Bouncin’ Snowman” in the mail circa 2004; a Christmas gift from my mom’s second cousin, Gwen. He stood about 15 inches tall, dressed in a red fur Santa-like jacket and green mittens and green hat. He wore a red and green…

I just finished a book where one detective asks another about a suspect. “What does your gut tell you?” A few days later, I’m watched…

As I continue visiting my past through old material about my mom’s life and reading ancient (!) journals of my own, it’s become clear my…

It’s been exactly eight months since my mother, Gretchen, passed away. I haven’t written about her in almost that long. I think there are a…