I’m 50!

I recall with a pang in my breath the times my mother mentioned Christmas was not the same without her mother. I barely flinched, I may have flashed an eye to meet hers, but rarely did I extend compassion to my mom when she spoke of such things. More than likely I returned to my own desperate … [Read more...]

Juls’ Quilts, Part 1

My mom, Juls, was a wonderful quilt maker and won many awards and accolades over the years for her art -- but never really told anyone outside of the family. ¬†Even at her wake, neighbors that she lived next door to for decades had no idea that mom was such an accomplished quilter. ¬†Cousins, aunts, … [Read more...]