Like Phoenix I rise
From the ashes of our life
And wonder, what next?
We had something good
thought I was done with new starts
The joke was on me
Each year brings joy, grief
Never in equal measures
This year, more joy, please.
5 cities. 6 women. 1 blog. infinite ideas.
A trip through life with fingers crossed and eternal optimism.
A blog for the rest of us
Better to have loved and lost...
The Art and Craft of Blogging
no bad grammar just bad grammarians
After Death Do Us Part
Coping with widowhood in middle age
capturing pictures & words
“Even one voice can be heard loudly all over the world in this day and age.”
Whether it's one simple yet somehow perfect day or a dreamed about journey finally realized, I never want to forget the joy of the moment or how fortunate I am!
speaks to the masses of people not reading this blog
Attempts at Adulthood
By and for the East Side History Club, a project of the Goodman Community Center
some of us are brave
Taking on the literate world, one Ohioan at a time
Doodles of a distracted historian