Monthly Archives: December 1998

I was so mad at someone I wanted to throw the fragile china and glasses against a brick wall. The only reason I didn’t was because I knew I’d have to clean up the mess afterwards and I wasn’t that … Continue reading →

I believed in Santa Claus. I knew he brought me gifts because my mom said so and moms are always right. She told her five children to leave cookies or candy out for Santa on Christmas Eve. Every year I … Continue reading →

I like to be accommodating but I think my step-son’s wife is going to be very disappointed. She asked recently if we had any decorations left from when her husband grew up in our home. The only thing old about … Continue reading →

The first Thanksgiving my family couldn’t feast with relatives, I slaved all day long in the kitchen while my husband and children avoided me – until it was time to feast and be thankful. They spent a whole 20 minutes … Continue reading →