Jack and I watched a wonderful documentary the other night called, "Spinning Plates". It highlighted the success and struggles of three very different restaurants (focusing on the owner's and chef's personal lives as well) in the US. If any one of these restaurants was within driving distance, I would want to go, but one of… Continue reading Go forward
A couple of weeks ago, I completed a bike ride called the Kelly Brush Century Ride. The choices for distance were 25, 50 or 100 miles, and I chose the 25 since I hadn't ridden in years. A number of people asked me how it went (how I felt, during the ride) and I said,… Continue reading sharing our stories
As many of you know, my son Tom is getting married to Lindsay Brush this summer. You don't need to be around Lindsay for very long to realize that her family is her priority. I love that about her. When I first heard about Lindsay's sister Kelly; her accident, and the foundation that she set up… Continue reading an evening of inspiration
My oldest son Tom recently became engaged, and as I look at the wonderful new photographs, I've also felt drawn to look at old photographs, and to remind myself to savor every moment, slow down and be present. 31 years ago, Tom was 3 years old and I was 25. I can remember the day… Continue reading Savoring every moment
We've lived in our current home for 7 years and one of the things that I've always wished it had, was a big porch. So this is on the top of my list of "must haves" for our new place. On Friday night, Jack and I were having one of our many discussions about moving… Continue reading taking little steps now to enjoy our lives
I'm not really ever interested in discussing the weather....it feels like "filler" talk to me. To my parents, the weather is a major topic of conversation....and worry. When our phone rings and I hear Jack say, "Yes, that was a hot day yesterday!"...or something similar...I know that either my mother or father is on the… Continue reading Do I really want Camelot?
Jack and I went to Montezuma, Costa Rica last November. I had been there 17 years earlier as a chaperone on my son Tom's school trip where we had travelled to the rain forest, and to small villages, but the 3 days in Montezuma, a little run-down hippie town right on the ocean, and very… Continue reading slowing down, opening up