This story, “The Pickle Jar”, author unknown, makes me cry each time I read it. It speaks of a parent’s unconditional love. More than anything, it warms my heart, because my Mom did exactly the same for me. Have a read! I’d love to hear what you think in the comments! ♥ The Pickle Jar The pickle jar, for as long and as far back as I can remember, sat on the floor next to the dresser in my parents’…
Dear Mi, Happy birthday! You would have been 72 today. I always imagined you as rather frail, super-cheerful, gentle-looking and always busy over the years. I have to confess that I never even imagined you in your 70s, because…
I am sad today. Saying goodbye to someone you love, or something you love is never easy. Letting go is the hardest thing to do. But we have to, sometimes. Today I said goodbye to my scooter, my Honda…
Not that I need a special day to write a Mother’s Day tribute to Mom. I consider myself extremely fortunate that I had my Mother and Grandmother, two wonderfully wise women who believed in giving and not keeping score.…
