I was an active kid. My friends and I often played for hours outdoors. We engaged ourselves in such activities as: Hide-n-Seek, Hopscotch, and Double-dutch (I couldn’t jump or turn but I tried my best every time), and Follow the Leader. We raced one another on foot or with our big wheels, skateboards and bikes.

The most poignant story to emerge from Facebook is that I recently found my best friend, Kerri from elementary school. For years we were inseparable. Yet, we stopped communicating in our teens.

I watched stunned as images of distraught Haitians tried to pull family and friends from underneath the rubbish that the quake left behind. I watched with sadness as images of battered and dead Haitian bodies littered the streets of Porte-au-Prince, while thousands more were still trapped underneath the walls of buildings.

I was recently told by a wonderfully vibrant 65 year old that if you can do something for 30 days straight it will become a habit. The statement intrigued me so much that I am willing to give it a try. Could it really be that simple, if I stick to something for 30 days straight it will become nearly effortless, like second nature?

Enjoying My Winter Vacation by Rambling Raven I am in the last week of my Christmas vacation and I am going to enjoy every last minute of it, come hell or high water. I spent an entire week with my family for Christmas, and although I love them dearly, I am glad to be back [...]

I learned this past weekend that I don’t do well with crowds. Is it me or are people in general rude and ignorant? Wherever I went people were pushing…

To be totally honest; I never get exactly what I want for Christmas from others. And although I know that it is the thought that counts and most of the time I am grateful to get anything at all.

I finally joined the rest of the world and logged on to Facebook. I searched and found many people from the past. It was both exhilarating and a little sad to see so many people who were once a part of my life, but who eventually became nothing more than a passing thought.

Thanksgiving is only one day, and unlike Christmas you don’t even exchange gifts on that day. So, why should I celebrate it? Why can’t I stay in bed that day and rest mentally and physically?

Now, in this day and age you would think that a tummy tuck and a little lipo wouldn’t cause a stir. However, my dear friend found out that not everyone in her immediate circle was gung-ho about the entire thing. Some folk, like her mother, believes that it’s all just an exercise in vanity.