Why I Cried Over Jingle Bells

  I cried several times over the weekend. Mostly happy-cry. But sometimes it was that cry where everything gets jumbled up together, and you aren’t sure which emotion is actually pouring down your face and making your nose turn red. It started with,...

Seeing My Words

I’ve eaten my words more often than I’d like. They are never tasty. So, when Facebook offered to let me see the words I’d used most often in 2015, I didn’t immediately jump at the offer. What if the words I use most often are grumpy?...

Hello, Sixty

        Decades are such a nice, neat measurement. I remember learning to count by tens. I can still see the worksheet with bundles of sticks tied neatly with cords. Math was such a mystery to me. I loved the sensible, clear, obvious steps of ten....

Welcome to the Story

Welcome to stop #10 on the CrossRiver Author Hunt today. This is a Cyber Scavenger Hunt, in case you didn’t know. It’s just like knocking on your neighbor’s door and asking for a paper clip or a clothes pin before dashing across the street to ask for...