Remembering Millie

Carmella Giunta was my friend, a very dear friend who always warmed my heart when I would see her at a picnic, or when I visited her in the nursing home. I knew Carmella as Millie. Millie with the brown sparkly eyes. Millie with the beautiful Italian accent. Millie who loved her family. Millie who made all who met her […]

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Happy Birthday, Skyler!

Today is July 1, 2017. One year ago today, my precious great-grandson, Skyler James was born. What a joyous day it was!  He was a beautiful baby boy who brought so much joy to his family.  On July 29, 2016, our sweet baby boy started a new adventure in Heaven. When I think back to that sunny, hot summer day, […]

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Happy Spring, Skyler

Skyler James was born on July 1, 2016. It was a beautiful day with a summer sky that could melt your heart. Skyler was a perfect little baby with an instant charm that radiated like white clouds softly drifting in the sky.  Little did we know that this precious little guy who stole our hearts would make his journey to […]

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A Piece of My Heart

Dear Readers, Today’s blog is not about animals, my teapot, or the Amish. It is about a broken heart, tears, love, struggling, and Mom.  It is about a few journal entries written from my heart one month after Mom’s death.  It is my hope that my words will help those  who have lost a loved one, or maybe struggling with a loved one’s illness. It […]

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A Valentine Letter to My Parents

Dear Mom and Dad, I am writing this letter on Valentine’s Day,  since it is the day we celebrate love.  I miss you both so very much, but know that you are celebrating this day of hearts and flowers with your loved ones in heaven. Dad, it has been a long time since I saw your brown eyes, your grin that stretched from ear to ear, and heard your voice saying, ” How you doing kid!”   As I write this, I remember the day you came into my life. You accepted me as your little girl even before you asked my mother to marry you. When Donna, Emma and Lee came along, I was still your little girl.  You raised us all the same way without showing partiality. The rules applied to all four of us, and so did the consequences. Although, we didn’t always hear, “I love you,” we knew the depth of your love by your everyday smile and the things you did for us. I want to thank you for working so hard for us, even when your health was not the best. I remember the day, you frightened me beyond words, as I ironed in the dining room of our old farm house. You were sleeping on the sofa in the living room. When all of a sudden, I heard a noise and looked up. You were shaking; shaking so violently that you shook your sock off  one foot. I remember screaming for Mom, who […]

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