“Please slow down”. How many of us wish we were able to write ourselves a letter from the future? I do. I’ve been watching my 18-year-old daughter attend her first year at a community college taking on a full load of credit hours along with working 3 jobs. 1 full-time at a day-care teaching 3 … More Dear 18-year-old-me…..
Nearly a month and a half away from celebrating ninty-two, my grandmother had passed. She battled colon cancer in her seventies, breast cancer in her eighties and came out letting them know who was boss each time. She out lived her parents, her two sisters and a brother. She raised an amazing son while loving … More Sweet Virginia.