Transportation Highlights

I remember the day my husband and I bought our first minivan. I loved that vehicle. For the first time, the kids each had their own seat. Less bickering, less need for over the front seat smacking, or even threats to do so. I’m still sad that we ended up with a cracked head in the engine and a bad flat tire. We went to Toyota Matrix hatchbacks after that, and now the kids are grown and out of the house. So we got an even bigger van! Go figure. Continue reading “Transportation Highlights”

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Writing Therapy

I look at the pile of “would haves” and “should haves” that was my younger life and realize that I turned to writing as a way to ease the pain and the wrong turns I took. In a sense, my writing has been my therapy. It’s a much better therapy than talking to people who earn a living from that task. I find myself making stuff up when I didn’t want to talk about the things they wanted to ask me about. Which is why I can put the MSU after my name. Continue reading “Writing Therapy”

There Goes Another One

Story ideas stampede through my mind at an alarming rate. During the day, I hardly notice because they run by as I am doing things with my brain like shopping or reading. Come the night and I am at the mercy of an overactive imagination. As I recover from a cold, taking prescribed decongestants, I lay in bed for what seems a long time before the real dreams begin. And if I wake up in the night, as I almost always do, I wrestle my brain back to sleep. Continue reading “There Goes Another One”