Day 65 Childhood is inherently magical. Using a stick to knock snow off a tree branch is magical. Watching icicles… Read more Heart Hinge—Day Sixty-Five
Day 64 I’ve been blessed to spend almost 20 years in a beautiful spot in the world called “Gila Valley.” … Read more Heart Hinge—Day Sixty-Four
Hilarious, isn’t it? When kids see their teacher at the grocery store or the post office, they are so shocked. … Read more Teachers Are People, Too!
Day 61 Brendon Burchard doesn’t bake. At least, I don’t think he does. And I doubt that if a kindly… Read more Heart Hinge—Day Sixty-One
Day 58 Maybe it’s because my daughters once lived in Boston. Maybe it’s because the year is young. All I… Read more Heart Hinge—Day Fifty-Eight
Day 52 I’m pretty impressed that despite a two-hour flight delay and a jet carrying at least twenty juveniles under… Read more Heart Hinge—Day Fifty-Two
Day 51 It may be that the only thing these 2 had in common, 37 years ago, was that they… Read more Heart Hinge—Day Fifty-One
Day 50 “It’s beginning to look a lot like Summer…” (Pretend there’s a lilting musical note inserted here) First things first! My… Read more Heart Hinge—Day Fifty
Day 46 Memorial Day. I was blessed to grow up in the same city that held grave markers for many… Read more Heart Hinge—Day Forty-Six
Written by Patricia P Well, let me tell you about me and my Mom. . I’m holding here a document… Read more There Are Perfect Mothers And Then There Are…..