“I think about death a lot.” I told Sarah. Maybe this is dark, but “sometimes I become hyperaware of our mortality. One day I will no longer live in this world, so I am so grateful whenever I get to see one more thing before I go.” I do not mean this in a morbid way. It is more matter-of-fact with a touch of poetry. Sarah and I spent our last fifteen minutes in Budapest reflecting in front of the Parliament building while I sipped my lactose-free latte. We were waiting for

Over the past few weeks, I have been reminded of how many well-intentioned people can make you feel like a failure as a mom. Truth is,...

Simone entertained the crowd at the Milwaukee County Zoo. She is 22 years old… She had quite a personality… She waived… She stuck her...

Love radiates joy within deep memory friends and family Spirits giving back all the prayers ever prayed Love comes in when we need...

There’s sand in my sandwich, Sand on my head, Sand wedged in places Best left unsaid. Only the beach Could pull off such a caper: I came smooth as silk And went home as sandpaper!

Born in the 50’s, retired from a long career in court-reporting, I find myself in a new chapter of life. Due to health issues, I am to...

I was hooked the first time I had a taste of this pie. My sweet Aunt Dot made me one for a milestone birthday I didn’t want to...

It’s On!!! Meow!!

The ocean blends all into an echo of reflection a soul trip a dream… Butterflies touch sea dolphins leap Life begins each morning in prayer. Image by Freepik

The Wonderings of Kate The last few months have been full of nests. I didn’t realize for several weeks that one of my Boston ferns had been a home for a mother wren. By the time I found the nest, it had been well used and then abandoned, as evidenced by the egg shell particles that lined the tiny dwelling. The next nest I found was on the ground, perfectly intact and rather new looking, made of strong twigs and dried grass. I wondered how it fell out of the tree. Was it

Gotta just love that proud parent moment when your child is in a bathroom stall with you and decides to look under the partition at the...

…and the holidays aren’t even here yet! OY!!!!

When the story of the Orlando shootings hit the news, I couldn’t wrap my head around it. It was a full day before I could even begin to look at the coverage. Each word was like a blow. The son texting “mommy I am going to die” and the anguish in the eyes and voices of the survivors and those searching frantically for news, any news, of their friends and loved ones. It was the faces of the victims, as their images began to emerge on social media, that made my chest cave in

Fireworks crack outside our window. “Aren’t they done yet? Don’t they realize people have kids in these homes?” Another loud boom. “That’s it! If they wake the kids up with their nonsense I am dropping off the screaming children with them. They can deal with it!” We live in a beautiful southern suburb with a penchant for holiday celebrations. But something about July Fourth has always irked me since I became a mom. And it’s not just the blasting “fun” taking place outside my

At what age do kids stop being so damn stubborn???? Cuz it doesn’t look like 19 is that age. Omg… there’s no way I could have been this...

Before children, there were many small tasks I took for granted – tasks that once took 15 minutes have now quadrupled – like grocery...

I Was Just Thinkin… First Rule of Cat: Let the cat come to you. First Right of Rejection is a cat’s natural due. Second: Disturb not the...

This rich and creamy Key Lime Pie has a filling made from sweetened condensed milk, sour cream, and lime juice, with lime zest blended in...

Remember Don Ho of Tiny Bubbles fame? Well here he is, pictured 2nd from the left, with myself (in blue) and my daughters, 8 and 11, on...

The Wonderings of Kate When my three teen-aged boys burst into my bathroom on Tuesday morning, I knew immediately that something was...

How often do we seem stuck in the “in between” or the “iffy” zone as I call it? Indecision is a headache producing nightmare. Trust...

I met an elderly man yesterday. He was at the cemetery visiting his wife’s grave. I was at my son’s. He had a dog with him and the dog...

To all those lost, to all those that serve and to all their families and loved ones… Wishing you a joyous and blessed Memorial Day.

The summer is here!!!! Which means kids will be home!!! Aye aye aye! So, let's have some fun... right in your own backyard. I'm thinking a small kiddie pool complete with rubber duckies to cool off, a few lounge chairs in the yard, plenty of sunblock and lots of duct tape for helping to close big mouths! LOL... kidding, of course! Blender for fruit shakes, like bananas, mangos, berries and oranges... YUM!!!! And lots of fresh iced-tea. Be sure to keep the ice trays full! You