My Godchild Daisy, and her dad Tom came to visit today. Daisy is a miracle child. When she was born she had a terrifying birth story, and survival that I have ever witnessed. For years she had a feeding…

       All those little things that say something that words fail to, or actions deny. All those little things that let us know that the moment is right, that we are on to something good, that it is…

      A party for my niece Gina took place at my mother's home. As my niece graduated last night, and is involved in the FFA, raises dairy and will be Dairy Princess for our region, my mother decorated…

  The main reason I came home was because of my nieces' and nephew's graduations. Family comes first. Such a good opportunity to share joyous moments together.   Marie and Gina graduation from high school.        A rite…

    Coming home, the flood gates up, the river swells, stirring memories buried under the years of living abroad. It never fails each and every time I come home- Memories are recalled, explored and seen anew. More often than…

    My dad's shop use to be the milking barn but when I was fourteen he stopped dairy farming and went into motorcycles. He kept farming rice, and went riding on the weekends. My dad had many different motorcycles,…