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This morning, I woke to rain followed by gentle rolling thunder. The sound reminded me of our trip to Haiku a few years ago. As I was drifting back to sleep with Maui on my mind, the husband came barging into the bedroom and…

In my book, diet is a four-letter word. Just like the Harry Potter character, “He Who Must Not Be Named,” this word should not be spoken. My reason is that it implies control and sacrifice, neither of which I have, or want to do. Also,…

Today, we planted sweet corn. The instructions on the seed packet advised planting in rows 12 inches apart and about 3 feet between the rows. We’ll stagger the planting and make more rows next week. Corn does best when planted at a minimum of three to…

There are many days to celebrate in May. These recognized days have interesting stories and give us something new to talk about. This isn’t even a complete list! May 1: Lei Day    4: May…

I’m afraid I’m going down the same path as Norther Winslow. After he found fame with his first writings, he found himself stuck on a poem for 12 years, with only three short lines to show for it. For the past week, I’ve…

Orthotics. I’ve not been a fan. Jess had seen three private-practice orthopedists and was also treated at a Shriners Hospital. Each prescribed an ankle-foot orthosis (AFO) for her right foot. Except for their size and embellishments, they were all made the same: a molded…

We arrived at the dance, and just before unbuckling her seatbelt, she said, “I love you.” Then, off she went. Isn’t this how it is supposed to be? My daughter is a young adult. She lives at home, doesn’t…

From as early as I can remember, my mom let me help her in the kitchen. I can’t say that I was very helpful, but it was her way of keeping me occupied while she worked. Mom would wrap an apron around me, stand…

As soon as Roxy and I walked into the picnic area, a mother rushed up to me and said her son was afraid of dogs and asked us to keep our distance. The party was large, at least 80 people. Roxy weighed 40 pounds,…

It’s hard to forget the first Angel I met. She was an easy baby, only fussed if tired, hungry, or had to poo. When she was barely a month old, during a bath, her mom discovered an inguinal hernia. Before…