Pops

Pops

Whenever I get a stomachache, I think back to my Pops and his big strong hands, rubbing my frequent childhood stomachaches away.  He had a way of making everything better, and I was sure he was some sort of superman.  Well, he was actually.  When I discovered a...
Finding My Way

Finding My Way

Over the last couple of weeks, I’ve received lots of emails and calls, checking in on me while I’m adjusting to my business as a solo venture. One thing I’ve learned throughout my life, is that there are many twists and turns, opportunities, and...
Mt. Hood

Mt. Hood

Colin, our younger boys and I visited Mt. Hood last week. It’s the first time I’d been back since I was a little girl, living on the mountain in our family gypsy wagon. What started as a plan to live there for a few weeks, as a part of a commune, turned...
Thankful

Thankful

I had a moment this weekend, as I was loading the dishwasher for the third time that day, where I couldn’t help but think about my childhood and how I grew up without modern conveniences. Since I grew up with no electricity or technology of any kind (other than...