More than a decade ago this page was a crutch as I limped through parenting a lot of kids…and then one day I just stopped writing. I don’t remember why. Maybe I didn’t need it anymore. Or maybe life defeated me in ways I didn’t want to explain and so I just…didn’t.
To see what I’m writing now, click on my SUBSTACK. Follow along. Let’s see where this goes.
Latest Stories
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Another Mother
I’m sitting here at 11 p.m. the night before Mother’s Day. Anthony, age 11, is here with me. He’s sleeping on the couch tonight so we’re talking. I asked him what he thinks about on Mother’s Day in regards to his birth family. As he spoke, I typed word for word (my kids are used…
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Just Another Scenic Sunday 05-06-2012
Startled a flock of geese…more than once. This week in my life I… Wondered if Luke knows he is small… Watched Anthony fall in love with Norman Lowell’s art… Watched Anthony pan for gold at the beach… Stalked some ducks on the Ninilchik River… Cooked marshmallows with the kids… Drove to Anchorage… Got Billy’s heart…
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Backwoods Bees »
When I was a kid in Kasilof, Alaska, there was a honey store about a mile down the road. We’d pedal down there, present our quarter, and get a sample of honey such that I’ve not tasted since. This year, as we move onto our off-grid property and make an attempt at becoming more self…
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Just Another Scenic Sunday 3-18-12
This week in my life… “Go ahead…try to get to your truck.” “Going somewhere?” Icicle…cheaper than a chew toy. Spoiled “Hint…hint…” New Mama…my fridge is full of baby bottles. There’s a goat in my kitchen…that’s normal. Young moose blocking Destini’s trip to her car… And Dan and Robin chasing the moose away with the first…
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Sixteen and Profitable »
Someday I hope to live child-free. And in order see that fantasy happen, I have to get them out of my house…independent…living on their own. And to achieve that goal, I must teach them how to support themselves, so they don’t come back and live in my basement with their six children and deadbeat spouse. …