Singled out

Singled out

The other day, my sister phoned to express her excitement. She reminded me she’d be moving by the end of the month—out of her noisy, concrete condo in the ’burbs to a glorious half-duplex in the big city.  “Whew! Thank goodness you’re getting away from all those...
Fridge foibles

Fridge foibles

How many of us feel drawn to look at the front of someone’s fridge—from the moment we’re invited in? In Covid time, most of us aren’t getting invited into anyone’s house or condo anymore. But think back to the last time you felt comfortable enough to wander around a...
Pug parenting

Pug parenting

I am beginning to think I am my own cautionary tale. When my husband and I decided to break down and get a dog six years ago, we told ourselves we were doing it for the kids. We’d held back for years. Thank goodness we did. As a blended family of six—with me being the...
Ain’t it the ’struth

Ain’t it the ’struth

It would be remiss of me to say “welcome to my new author website” without explaining the name of my blog. “So what about the name?” I can already hear you saying, “What kind of an author names her blog ’Struth?” Truth? Sleuth? Is that what she...

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