To Grandmother’s I Go

    I find myself thinking of home a lot. I’ve lived in four houses (one of them was an apartment) since I was born. Certainly not a lot, but the search for a home is something that I am constantly looking for.   The first home I lived in was the house my mother […]

Birthday Blues. Yay or Nay?

Today is my twenty-seventh┬ábirthday and I couldn’t be happier. I once thought I would be upset about aging and if this were the younger me, I definitely would be. But I heard or read somewhere that your thirties are better than your twenties. I don’t know about that, but I’ve noticed that as I get […]