Why Once a Time a Time?
I’ve always done a lot of thinking - and a lot of remembering - in this brain of mine. I share the fruits of that thinking most effectively in writing, often in the form of stories.
When I was a little girl, before I’d learned the art of writing, however, I would avail the adults in my life with my stories and I’d begin with the (obviously misheard but adorably uttered) words, “Once a Time a Time…”
Category Archives: Memories
(The short version…our life’s been like this for us for over two years – falling headlong from one frightening personal disaster to the next.) This is the first installment of several chronicling the most difficult two years of our life. … Continue reading
I wrote this reflection for my original blog, Upside Down Cats, on September 27. 2007. I feel a strong urge to re-post it here on the current incarnation of my blog in the hopes that it reaches the attention of … Continue reading
Listening to Sirius Radio is a special treat for us nowadays. Once Scott and I became work-at-homers, it was an expense we couldn’t justify so we cancelled our subscription. On Monday, Scott and I took a 40-mile-each-way road trip with … Continue reading
I adored my grandmother, and she adored me. In my youngest years, she was as much a mother to me as my mom, who needed to return to a full-time job once I started school. Grandma Bessie lived with us; … Continue reading