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…

Something my 31-year-old son said to me last week reminded me about an ancient (18-year-old) hard copy of a manuscript I have buried in the…
I’m poking around my house again. About every two years, I hear the call of the Garage Sale Sirens. I begin to pull out various…

“Hi Mom, I wanted to tell you that we’re going to see you soon” I shared in a recent phone call with my 91-year-old mom…

In early 2000, author Sharon Marchisello’s mother, Lolita, seemed to understand that something was different and once told her daughter “Losing your mind is a…