One Woman's Life in Maine

My last post was in July of last year. I wrote about anxiety and indecision, which followed me through the rest of the year and into 2025. I...

I considered a number of words for my "word" for this year. None felt right. The words that came to mind made me feel like I had t...

My word for last year was "begin." My goal was to give myself permission to start things even if I wasn't sure of what the res...

Last week we had our first days of fall-like weather. Tuesday started off with clear skies and cool temperatures, and by noon it was pleasan...

The word forgiveness can evoke a variety of emotions. Fortunately, through the years I have discovered authors, Anne Lamott among them, who ...

Last Saturday I took a trip to central Massachusetts. I had been preparing for weeks to drive 200 miles to the small town of Turners Falls, ...

My daughter shared a poem "The Thread" with me several years ago, handwritten on a light pink piece of cardstock. I set it up my d...