“Good morning Emma,” I greeted Miss Independence as she ran from her bedroom and into the new day. “How are you?” I inquired. “I’m three,” she responded. Now that was actually a more precise description than anything my vacationing granddaughter could have told me about her health or her welfare. ... Read More
Why I Returned the Harp
Years ago, right in the middle of motherhood, I woke up one day with the thought that I must take on something new, something just for me, something outside the “mommy box.” So what did I do? Within 24 hours I had I hired a harp teacher, rented an actual harp from her, picked up the harp, and ... Read More