I’m writing this in September and the leaves in Colorado’s Rocky Mountains are starting to change color. That palette will soon extend to the Front Range and we can enjoy all the glory fall brings.
Read moreAuthor: Debbie Hardy
Filing Taxes – Why Hurry?
I thought I was the world’s worst procrastinator. Turns out, my accountant is worse. Well, maybe not actually but it seems that way to me. Now, don’t get me wrong. I absolutely LOVE my accountant.
Read moreMy Real Family
What is a family? For me, it used to mean Mom, Dad, three brothers, two sisters, and me. A group where I was welcomed and loved. I was the fifth of six, the youngest girl,
Read moreWhat the Military Did for Dad
He was born in the 1920’s, one of 12 children to parents who obviously loved each other –often. They lived in a small farming community, where education was a luxury not many could afford, especially
Read moreWalking in Others’ Footprints
I’m writing this in the middle of an April snowstorm in Denver. We have 8 inches of wet snow, coating every surface and breaking tree branches all over town. How can Denver have all that
Read moreNot Sure I Want to be a Mother
Woke up this morning and barely made it to the bathroom before tossing my cookies. I can’t imagine going through another eight months of this. My mother-in-law warns me about all the weight I’ll gain
Read moreShare Your Fire
My husband is dead. No miraculous eleventh-hour healing. No rising from the dead for him. No happily ever after for me. He’s gone. Now what? When Bryan was diagnosed with cancer, I called family and
Read moreWatching the Waves?
My husband and I were looking forward to the best vacation ever. Bryan had been in a serious car accident a year earlier and was still in a wheelchair, so we were looking forward to
Read moreFlowers, Candy, and Me
Alone. This was the ninth Valentine’s Day without my husband. The first one after his death, I cried all week. There was no one to give me flowers or candy, no one to take me out
Read moreWhen life stops . . .
I have depression. It’s nothing new. I faced the same after my husband died. At the time, my doctor gave me Valium to deal with it. Since I didn’t want to become addicted, I took
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