When a family falls apart there are painful ripples but you can also find unexpected blessings in their wake. That’s the story of my half-sisters and I – we each grew up without a sister and we were excited to be sisters in adult life. I was a baby when my oldest sister Julie came … Read more
I’ve been planning to write a blog post about our SC Codes Greenville pilot (Jan 2016 – Jun 2018) to share the awesome experience and Greenville community achievement. The recent confusion because of the launch of a new program under the same name – SC Codes – is now another reason to write about it. … Read more
Dad and I didn’t often see eye-to-eye, but I’ll always remember his being there when I rode my bike without training wheels for the first time. Such a classic childhood moment when you first feel that sense of mastery and independence. Riding my bike would become a happy place throughout my childhood and into my teen years. The love affair would fade and return at different times of my life.
Guest Blogger: My mother has started “blogging” via email and this is her post for yesterday which seems an interesting follow-up to my “Hands” post: Today is my mother’s birthday. Alice Ardena Erickson Davis. December 13, 1887 – August 3, 1980. She was 40 when I, her fifth and last child, was born in 1927. … Read more
Last night, I was peacefully lying on the floor using my wondrous Miracle Balls to relieve some back pain I was having. Suddenly our cat Tao burst through the cat door and ran past me with her sister close behind. This was unusual but the unsettling thing was the distinct buzzing sound that emanating from … Read more
Do you know your family history? I suddenly found out who I am. I knew a part of it. My father’s side. He had been researching and collecting for a long time. We spent summers in oddly placed graveyards. One of the most important was a little family one in the middle of a cornfield. … Read more
I’ll never forget how disoriented I felt in 2013 when my now ex-husband moved to California temporarily for a job, even though I knew that we’d be visiting each other regularly. The day he left I had nearly finished putting on two completely different shoes when I realized what I was doing. That moment paled … Read more
I knew it would not be easy to accompany my mom on the journey of “getting old.” She has always been an ultra-independent person. When someone talks about a parent’s frequent requests for help, I can’t even imagine. My mom avoids asking me for help like the plague and seems to be enduring a form of … Read more
In the grand pantheon of WordPress heroes I’m a minor goddess, but it’s a matter of perspective. Really we can all be a hero to somebody. I have loved using WordPress for over 5 years and eventually started helping others with it. I was slow to embrace my superpowers seemingly falling into a trap typical … Read more
