Keeping it Real Storytelling
I had finished weeding around the begonias in my grandfather’s garden as I did sometimes on Saturday mornings. I knew that he would be waiting inside for me. I was nervous about going in because I had something on my mind. I was 16 or…
This post is a little different as I’m stepping outside of the larger story to move my legs a bit and share my hopeful intent.…
Herman Wouk. Ken Follett. David Baldacci. Barack Obama. What do these authors have in common? They have all kept my elderly mother Ginny company at…
I’ve been thinking about Ginny’s future over the last week. Sometimes, she enters my thoughts as I’m fading towards sleep and sometimes she is my…
It is lunch and tour day at The Groves. While I take mom to get her hair done, Betsy and Dennis drive to two other…