Editor’s Note: We are pleased to share this wonderful story written by our own Christine M. Daneslon. Christine speaks with love about someone very close to our own heart. To some, family can be a sore subject. For many, occasions like Father’s Day can be the hardest days of the …
Editor’s Note: One of our favorite things about Mother’s Day is the love that goes into tributes. We are pleased to share another tale of gratitude, authored by Nancy Scherer. Last year, Nancy wrote about her dad. You can read that story here. All things considered, some of the …
I became a stage mom on June 7, 1992. It was my daughter’s first solo. Ironically, she was just in kindergarten. Even when she was a tot, I beamed when Chrissy hit the high notes. As a matter of fact, because of her, I led my first standing ovation. I …
There’s a problem with not writing things down. Not as daily reminders. But, as forever memories. Untold stories leave questions. Unshared legacies. The jewelry box is labeled with an inscription to my now deceased mother. It reads the “Family Connection.” I keep it hidden away from my other valuables. I …
Mothers don’t usually admit to favorites. In fact, they try to mask them. It seems wrong to show preferences. Almost mean. Hurtful. But, let me tell you about this special mom. And, how she made her favorites feel truly exceptional. In Part Two of our series on extraordinary mothers, we …
Some people brag about their grandma’s cooking. Not me. In fact, I can’t remember a dish she cooked that I enjoyed. But, I can tell you this. My grandmother was the bravest woman on earth. A brave mother. And, the most humble one. She wanted no one to know of …
Attention last minute shoppers! It’s the day before Christmas and all through the world, someone is still fretting over last minute gifts. Of course, there is always the option to fight department store lines and shop for a quick gift. Have you considered an alternative present this year? It’s not …
Moving on in life can mean passing on life’s tchotchkes and their stories. When my mother transcended to the heavens, my father allowed us to select from her treasures. I was attracted to one item because of the inscription on the box. It simply read “the family connection”. Inside was …
She admits that she often searched the obituaries for records of his death. Was it concern or curiosity? Perhaps it was simply a quest for closure. It was too late to change the inevitable. Notice of her father’s death came from an unassuming stranger. The kind missive declared that her …
As a writer, I must confess that there are some stories that move me more than others. When Lynda Marie Skluzak asked me to author her life story, I was elated. I already knew her challenges and considered them huge, followed by success. What better time to share this story …
