When I was a young girl, my family, along with my cousins and their families would visit my Italian grandmother, especially on holidays. At the time I was just tall enough that if I stood on my tiptoes my eyes could clear the top of my grandmother’s dining table where I would see rows and rows of grandmom’s handmade cheese stuffed ravioli. Soon after arrival we would sit down to a delicious meal of Italian wedding soup and cheese ravioli. The cousins all sat in…
Right at the top of the list of activities I rarely engage in is fishing. I just don’t have any reason to go fishing. I don’t own a pole, a tackle box or lures, and probably if I were being honest, I don’t “own” the patience it requires to sit and wait on a fish to swim by and take my bait. However, despite the lack of my equipment and even my lack of desire to go fishing, I do know this: there’s more to…
For many years I lived near a coastal region in the southern part of the country near the Gulf of Mexico. Every spring tornadoes would roar through our area and by the time that storm season had subsided, the hurricanes would start forming and swirling out in the ocean waters. We would often watch the weather forecast with a wary eye for though we were not close enough to the coast to receive a direct hit, when the storms came on shore, we often felt the effects for several days.
One year a storm came that required a mandatory evacuation;…
Recently my husband astounded me with this statement – “I just want you to be happy!” Now that’s not really a stunning admission – we all want the people we love to be “happy”, but what did he mean? His idea of happy or my idea of happy? Did we even have the same concept of happy?
There’s certainly a growing interest in happiness lately. In the 90’s for every 100 articles written about sadness, only one was written about being or staying happy. Today there are entire books devoted to the subject. Sheryl and I just finished reading “The…