Christmas Past…and Future Christmas Past Christmas past holds so many glorious memories. Yet Christmas will never be the same without her. The Toll House cookies are gone. Her rich chocolate cake will never sit on the old buffet table again. The warbling soprano is missing from our sing-a-longs. Even my
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The Christmas Tree Poems by Deb Richmond, Author/Wanna-be poet Some people send thank you notes. Others give hugs. I tell stories or sometimes write poems, especially Christmas tree poems. I don’t claim to be much of a poet, but sometimes, having grown up on Green Eggs and Ham, I can’t help
A Few of My Favorite Things… by Deb Richmond Marie may have loved raindrops on roses, whiskers on kittens, and bright copper kettles, but I have a different list. As we come to Thanksgiving, it might be a good time to take inventory of what we have. I,
Make fitness a part of your life by Guest Writer, Kate Moretti Sometimes I read an article or a Facebook post that leaves me jumping up and down in my sunroom girl cave, shouting, “Yes! Yes!” Sometimes, other writers say it better than I ever could. This week, I’m
This weekend marks the one-year anniversary of my son’s death. It doesn’t seem like a year ago; it feels like last week. The heartbreak of losing a loved one doesn’t fade away after the first year. Most of you know that. I told my daughter I wanted one of
First, take copious notes on life. See something that sparks a what-if question? Jot it down. Hear a humorous conversation? Do a journal entry. Wonder why 80-year-old Dad suddenly lost the number six when he counts? Record it. All these details may be important in years to come, especially if
It was an ordinary, nothing special dish with waves of rolling milk glass edges and glossy whatnot sitting on an antique coffee table, waiting for someone to send it flying to the hardwood floor. My brother and I had pushed Mom to her limits that day. She was beyond
Empty Porches When I turned teenager, my family moved from a house surrounded by farmland to a small community in central Pennsylvania. Oakland Mills sits on both sides of one of the two main roads that run the length of Juniata County. Its population included about 17 households and less
When my son was about five years old, I read my kids the book Charlotte’s Web. Ronnie apparently liked the character of Templeton. One day, the little guy was out in the neighbor’s field behind Pap and Gram Varner’s house. He found something that delighted his young heart. Ronnie knocked
My littlest ones are a handful. My grandkids are full of energy, curiosity, and spunk. I find that entertaining grandkids can be a challenge. During the school year, my grandparenting time is limited to brief visits after school and on Saturday mornings. I try to schedule Grandma days through the