Thanks to my dear friend Judy for posting my blog. I can’t get on to the site from here. Dion is definitely warming up. He’s eating well, playing and even singing in his sweet little voice. Selam is doing great considering new brother, food, culture etc.
We are off for a day of exploring that might include riding the world’s second largest Ferris wheel and Walmart. Wonder if the clothes there are made in the USA?
I ran out of sympathy cards. Again. I buy them in boxes, Like thank you notes. And yet they disappear ever more quickly. Sympathy cards for friends Losing nonagenarian parents. Evoking the pain of Mom
Not again! I can’t write about it. I can’t write about anything else. Surely can’t polish my unfinished blog about generosity. Not today. So I took a walk around the neighborhood. It was snowing, gent
Over six decades ago, my husband, Irv, made friends with a boy named Malcolm in third grade at PS 235 in Brooklyn, NY. About ten years later, shortly after we started dating, Irv introduced me to his