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Your Family is a Work of Art

The other day I was sitting in a dark closet (as I do when playing hide-and-seek with my kids) when I had a realization. It changed the way I think about myself as a parent, as well as what it means to be creative. In my life before parenthood, I associated the term...

Laughter Is The Key to Happiness

“Laughter is the key to happiness…”   I agree with this phrase so much, and I try to always keep it in mind. If my 17 month-old son Aaron does not have me laughing (and himself laughing, of course, because he thinks he is funnier than everyone), then...

Tough Love and Roses

Writing about my grandmother, who is gradually becoming a shell of the woman she once was, has been a beautiful way to remember her, to somehow refill parts of the shell with life. My grandmother has been mistaken her entire life as a harsh, tough, brutally honest and...

A Memory from Grandpa Sam

Our granddaughter Andrea has learned the art of belly dancing. Which she does pretty well. One day, we asked her if she would be willing to teach belly dancing to a class of women from our adult community. She agreed enthusiastically. We were able to form a group of...