Life Is Too Short to Forget Each Other 

A simple, honest reminder that the way we used to live still matters. This piece looks back at a time when people showed up for each other without hesitation and challenges us to bring that spirit back. It’s about connection, compassion, and choosing to lift people up instead of tearing them down because life moves…

The Words I Wish I Could Take Back

Some of us handle pain by talking through it. Others keep it close, private, protected. I should have known better. And in one careless moment, I crossed a line—and hurt someone I love. Everyone who knows me knows my life is an open book. Maybe even a little too open sometimes. I process everything—grief, joy,…

My Forever Friends: A Rare and Beautiful Gift

Some friendships don’t just last — they define you. I’m forever grateful for the group of women who have shared my life’s journey from the beginning, weaving memories, love, and laughter through every season of life. There’s something almost magical about finding people who know you at every stage of life — and love you…

My Mary Thing: A Lesson I’ve Carried All My Life

Sometimes the biggest lessons come wrapped in heartbreak. In this story, I share a memory that shaped the way I see love, loyalty, and expectations — and how it continues to touch my life decades later. I still remember the way sunlight streamed through the kitchen window as I sat flipping through that  bridal magazine,…

Cruising Through Memory: Growing Up in Orfordville

A heartfelt and nostalgic reflection on growing up in the small village of Orfordville, Wisconsin, filled with friendship, freedom, first loves, and the unforgettable hum of a red 1964 Rambler along winding country roads. Growing up in Orfordville, a quaint village in Rock County, Wisconsin, with a population of less than 900 when I left…

Parkview Class of ‘73 Graduation Party

A memory that lives in every laugh line and sparkle light—the epic Parkview Class of ’73 graduation party wasn’t just about a pig roast. It was about freedom, friendship, and the wild hope of what came next. The summer of 1973 will always stick in my mind as the year we threw the party. We…