Just one year ago, I sat outside the fence of the Belle-Claire Fairgrounds in Bellville, IL, in the Hardee's parking lot. I sat there reflecting on all of the years that have passed since Joe and I first stepped into that building for the Country Treasures Craft Show so many years ago. Jan ... Read More about Belleville, IL. Friends. Family. Home.
The day before Joe died, I was sitting in the parking lot at Sams Club drafting a text to all six kids. I planned to tell them about their dad's depression—not the cause—but the severity. I had been planning to do that earlier in the week, also. I'd taken him to the Hamilton Center to have an ... Read More about He Was Our Superman
"Load the car and write the note. Grab your bag and grab your coat. Tell the ones that need to know; we are headed north." -The Avett Brothers But there is no "we" this year, only me. I have been waiting for this moment for a long time, or so it seems. For years now, Joe and I have ... Read More about It’s hard to let go, but it will set you free.
As I maneuvered through the electroshock therapy at the end of the Tough Mudder course and stated (out loud) that "This was going to be easy!" the attendant on duty shouted into his microphone... "DID YOU HEAR WHAT SHE JUST SAID!? SHE SAID IT'S GOING TO BE EASY! I DON'T WANT THIS TO BE EASY! I WANT ... Read More about True Grit
I recently found three letters from June 2016 that I am forever grateful for and will treasure for my lifetime. They are letters I had written, not received. But as I've been looking back at mine and Joe's life together, I have found many of these gems. Joe and I always looked forward to June- it ... Read More about …through these mountains.