It has been several months - including the winter holiday season - since my house has given me any remote sense of joy. I really (really) like this house. It's quirky enough to satisfy my disdain of cookie-cuttery and "normal" enough to reassure my faint desire to conform. Inanimate - how could it give anything... Continue Reading →
How a Toy Bunny Changed My Outlook.
This passage was read at my wedding. Yet, it holds only the significance of being part of a tender, beloved children's story. A story not familiar to me until I needed something warm, intelligent and well-written about real love -- because *what in the world did I know about that?!* -- at the time, early... Continue Reading →
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