Month: June 2018

Being as tomorrow is Father's Day, this post will most assuredly deal with my dad, who has been residing in his forever home for over eighteen years now.  We are still living in the house where my parents lived when he passed on.  We have ceased to find little reminders that he left behind, but the… Continue reading Memories of Dad Shining Bright →

This first week of June seems to have come upon us way too quickly!  Wasn't it just Valentine's Day a few days ago?  This week may have sneaked up on me, but it has contained a myriad juxtaposition of memories and emotions.  On Tuesday, the first day that I sat down to start this blog, (which is… Continue reading Viewing a Life Well Lived →

I found Ken's denim pants just under the corner of my chair in the TV room.  Ah..."Ken who?" you ask.  Well, this particular Ken has been in my life for over twenty-plus years now.  He actually lives here, well "there" -- there in the family room.  He moved in after his twelve-inch fashion-doll girlfriend moved… Continue reading Looking For the Pink House →