Remembering Veterans. Remembering My Dad.

It’s been two-and-half years since my dad passed away. My friend warned me, mourning the loss of a parent is like a vortex. You are spinning around in life, feeling fine. Then suddenly you are sucked in to the sorrow and spit back out. You don’t know when it’s going...

DIY Christmas Gift

After my dad passed away in 2012, I adopted his living room furniture. My siblings stared at me off-and-on after my decision to keep a couch, three chairs, a table and console stereo. “I just want to know where you are going to put it,” says practical sister. “You...

Turkey Carving

Every Thanksgiving is a little different at our house.  Since living in California, away from parents and siblings, we sometimes eat with a lot of people and sometimes eat with just a few.  Sometimes we host and sometimes we are guests.  Sometimes we are with visiting...