A girls’ getaway to San Juan – Part 1

It was during the tail end of this past winter that, in one day, I received multiples calls, texts, and emails, covering various details and options for a girls’ getaway to Puerto Rico from two longtime friends. When I say ‘longtime’, I mean it. G and I were in middle school together, and L and I went to high school together.  And of course, we have many shared adventures from those times forward. Not all can be shared in a public forum. 🙂

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How on earth did we walk away?

I typically spend my Saturdays with my Mother, who is 87 and has dementia, and lives in a lovely assisted living facility nearby. This Saturday, I took her to a local charity event created to raise funds for local High School kids who cannot afford to buy their own dresses, tuxedos, hair styles and makeup for their Senior Prom. Mom didn’t completely understand the concept, but she enjoyed the featured speaker, who happens to be my yoga instructor, and the fashion show, featuring beautiful girls in colorful dresses with their handsome escorts in suits and tuxedos.  After the event, we went and had a nice lunch, and walked around our little historic square until she was tired and ready to go home.

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Better late than never…Summing up 2013

All over the web, people have been sharing their wrap-ups of last year, and plans for this New Year. I really enjoyed reading the 2013 Roundup from Lily in Canada, with her witty responses to a questionnaire that came from tumblr, so although it is already the second week of January, here is my 2013 summary:

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Tis the season – a postscript

Earlier in December, I wrote Tis the season about having the opportunity to provide some hope and cheer at Christmas to a family who took the unimaginable step to leave their home for a better future just before the holidays. As part of No One Alone (NOA)’s  charter to serve the victims of domestic violence in two local counties, the Adopt a Family program is one that has been a priority for me each Christmas for five years.

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