This is my dad, Roy. Today he would have been 72. As a birthday present, I’d love you to read about my dad for just a minute… He was pretty crazy, was a wonderful wood-carver, ordered his evening beer and cigarettes from us in Spanish only, danced when he needed to fart, kicked some guy … More My Dad Might Kick You in the Face
I was going to share this poem with you for Memorial Day. I hadn’t remembered the name correctly and kept Googling On Flanders Field. Thankfully I found this article with the poem (In Flanders Fields is the correct title) and this writer shares it better than I would have: On Memorial Day weekend, old poem beautifully … More On Memorial Day weekend, old poem beautifully captures horrors of war
What the…? Who the…? Yes, Stephen Foster Memorial Day is really a thing…at least in some parts of the world. 150 years ago today, 13 January, 1864, American composer Stephen Collins Foster died. I hope you know him. If not, I’m grateful to be the first to introduce you. Today is Manuscript Monday, and Stephen … More Stephen Foster Day, and Truth vs Truth
Feel free to skip all the words and just watch the worst and best videos at the end, or enjoy the build-up… Per special request I’m sharing (ad nauseum, for some of you) our holiday video card from 2009 when Kurt and I were living in Southern California. We didn’t rehearse much, and it’s difficult … More Worst and Best Holiday Video Cards
I was born in Autumn in North America, September 25, 1856. Oh, wait… no. That was my great-great-grandfather’s birthday, as witnessed by this baby announcement card to my mom from her Gram Shorts. Let’s just say I was born sometime in the 1970’s. 😉 Before I get on with today’s post, I would like to … More Today is My Birthday
(Don’t worry, dear reader. Today’s post is short, optimistic, and will end with a “cuddly wuddly” lion cub photo from here in South Africa.) I am one strong, strong, STRONG mother fluffer. And I don’t just mean that I can now bench press 99 pounds (45kg for my new African friends), or that I still … More Marla is a Strong Mother Fluffer!
My grand-niece turns 2 today. The most difficult part of living in a different country is missing family. We knew it would be, but I thought that with both my parents gone and not seeing the rest of my family frequently anyway, I would be a lot better equipped to handle it. Apparently, not. I … More A Long Way From “Home”
Happy 71st, Dad! Those of you who have been following me for awhile may remember last year’s memorial tribute to my dad on his 70th birthday. It was planned as a one-time post, but when I came across this letter recently, I knew I had to do something again this year. This morning I emailed … More “Blockade Schmokade”: A Newly Discovered Letter from Dad
Hello everyone. My name is Jeff, Marla’s older, and only, brother. I wanted to help out with my sister’s dilemma of not having enough hours in her days to get all of the things ready for her move to R.S.A. and still fill some blog spots for those of us who “need to get a … More Only “A Few Years”: A Goodbye Post
. “Be brave enough to break your own heart.” As my friend and fellow writer, Beth Gilstrap wrote poignantly in her guest post last week, when Cheryl Strayed, at the AWP Writer’s Conference, read aloud a letter to her younger self, we wept. In one moment, Strayed took an auditorium of strangers and bonded us … More Cheryl Strayed’s WILD, signed just for you! Writer Wednesday Signed Book Giveaway
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