Today

Eight years ago today, my mother died.

One year ago today, my best buddy died.

I guess it fits that we're having a nasty storm today; it feels more fitting than sunshine.

Spring is supposed to be beautiful...

...so I guess I should try to enjoy it.

It's hard.
Spring will always be a time of sorrow now. But Starsky wouldn't want me to be mourning amid all the flowers we both loved and enjoyed.
So I'll try to remember the fun we had sharing our garden plans although living 600 miles apart. Despite my physical limitations, I must try to keep my garden going, at least as a living memorial to her.

Deuces Wild: Beginners' Luck

Finally, finally!
It's in print!




Deuces Wild: Beginners' Luck

With gangsters hot on their heels, a bereaved cowboy and cynical space pirate are forced to work together for their own survival.

Go ahead, buy one! Buy ten! You know you want to!

It's Spring!

I know it is because I see all the varieties of narcissus, hyacinths, tulips, and grape hyacinths blooming in my front yard. I also see the lilies, irises, and hostas shooting up, and leaves appearing on various other plants and bushes.

I still can't do much outside (not sure that will ever change), but with my daughter's help, I'm hoping we can keep the yard looking nice. I'm glad she's really starting to love gardening...

It Only Took Twenty-some Years....

You know how your kids always ask what you want as a gift, and you tell them something like 'for you to clean your room,' and they give you a disbelieving look?

(To preface this, I have to share that because of the RA, I can no longer do the cleaning I used to, and if it weren't for my husband, the house would be a disaster. But still, a man's version of clean isn't always what a woman's version of clean is. That said...)

I just got a great gift from my older daughter. She came over today, when she could have been out with friends, or shopping, or doing other fun stuff, and cleaned my whole bathroom (we're talking everything -- scrubbing walls, scouring everything), made banana bread for us, did dishes, and straightened the kitchen.

It's the best gift I've gotten since forever. :)

Things Are....

....looking up.

Finally, after--what? about ten years?--I have answers to some of my health problems, least. And am on medication giving me back some mobility. I'm starting to feel alive again, although still am missing that arm that got ripped off last May.

I even feel like trying a bit of gardening when the weather dries up a bit...

Merry Christmas!

Today was a joy. A salve.
I've been dreading Christmas, dreading this holiday without Starsky.

But today my grandkids were here all day, and the visit was wonderful -- busy but wonderful. The children are happy now, and a joy to be around.
I laughed and enjoyed them -- it's the way it should be.

I pray they continue to heal from the bitterness and anger they had in their lives. My daughter is healing too, now, and becoming more like her old self.

Beyond all my dread, this looks to be a happy Christmas.