Starting My New Year (#54) I Promise to Listen to My Inner Child A Lot More!
February 25, 2019: I turn 54 today. I’m cool with it. It’s better than the alternative, they say. I’ve had a lot of major changes in…
A Booksom Babe Goodbye: We’ll Miss You, Diane!
Diane had stopped coming to our bookclub soon after her diagnosis. She’d had brain surgery and was on an intense course of chemotherapy. We were at a loss. Diane had been…
Do you think this election was a huge wake-up call from GOD?
Could it be that all of the lying, bad-mouthing, hate-mongering, divisiveness, aggression, lack of respect, abuse of women, failing to be better stewards of our land and people has lead us to where we are this morning?
The Hardest Part of Parenting: Realizing Our Kids are Only On Loan To Us
(Our son) just moved up to Burlington, VT on Sunday to start a new job. I can’t believe what a gut punch that was.
Tann-ya! Tahn-ya! Banana! Bah-nah-nah!
Originally posted on Tanja Buzzi Moriarty, writer:
Welcome to my website! I am Tanja, pronounced “Tann-ya.” (Nevermind the “J”, it’s silent. Think Scandinavian, like “Yumpin’ Yiminy” for “Jumpin’ Jiminy”.) It’s…
“Father, Forgive Them”: Timeless, But Is It Possible?
I may have known the rules, yet I flaunted them.
Living Out Loud With Passion & Faith:What’s Your New Tag Line for 2016?
Is it time for you to have a new tagline in 2016? What would it say?
Trick-o-Treat Pick Up Truck: Neighbor from My Childhood Evokes Harrowing Halloween Memory
“Get down!” Mom screamed all of a sudden. I felt a whoosh behind me and the next thing I knew I was witch-face-down in a pile of leaves. “Stay still!” Mom whispered pulling my sister and me under each of her arms.
Shout-Out to Fellow Travelers and Friends We Made in Ireland this Weekend (18 Sept-21 Sept)
Sean finds his happy place on the Emerald Isle. Who am I to stand in his way? Like the lyrics to Eddie Money’s “(I’ve got) Two Tickets to Paradise, Pack your bags we’ll leave tonight!” we stuffed two carry-ons and left…
Debit Card Debacle: Charged Over $300 on My Neighbor’s Plastic!
…it dawned on me that I had just paid the $300 truck repair bill on HER CARD,
