The Best Intentions Don’t Always Count I have to say that the best types of Holiday gifts are handmade. The thought, the time, the creativity put into them brings to fruition a tangible object to remind you of that person’s caring and presence in your life. So, another year has gone by and I doContinue reading “Homemade Holiday Gifts:”
Author Archives: Emily Gibson
The Power of an Acorn
While wandering the cemetery of Sleepy Hollow, my husband and I came upon a grave with two young girls’ names on it. I can’t remember their names or how old they were, but something drew me closer to the stone. That is, until my little dog Gilda started barking at it. I was amused andContinue reading “The Power of an Acorn”
An Historical Weekend Away
Dating my Husband Another lovely holiday here and gone and way too much food eaten….I’m still eating it. After Thanksgiving with my family my husband and I left our children with my mother, Noodle, as they call her, and took off for a VERY belated honeymoon. We haven’t been away, just the two of us,Continue reading “An Historical Weekend Away”
The Unwanted Pilgrimage of Angeline
I could hear the screams of my family as I ran through the woods, my dark hair catching in the branches that seemed to reach for me as I made my escape. Just like theirs. They had reached for me through the flames as the townsfolk had lit the pier under their feet. The spitContinue reading “The Unwanted Pilgrimage of Angeline”
The Birth of a New Story of an Old Witch
Oh, the life of a writer. Getting inspiration from every day things and getting to put your own spin on it – even pretending you are living those lives you read about and write about. If only I could live like this 24/7. I guess I will just have to settle for my little burstsContinue reading “The Birth of a New Story of an Old Witch”
The Dangers of Writing
Writing can be a dangerous occupation, especially for an addictive personality. I read this article this morning about the dangers authors of the past faced. One of the number one causes of a writer’s demise was the sedentary lifestyle, which can be murder on the body. Not to mention the overbearing routines of author’s likeContinue reading “The Dangers of Writing”
A Blast from the Past for THIS Dandelion in the Attic
There I was, going about my day, completely happy with the amount of books stacked precariously on my book shelves and my nightstand, when out of the blue V.C. Andrews flashes before my eyes in a Simon & Schuster e-mail. I had completely forgotten about that author…. Flowers in the Attic anyone? I read theContinue reading “A Blast from the Past for THIS Dandelion in the Attic”
Finding Meaning and Power Within Myself
Today’s post is brought to you by gratitude and the ability to be flexible to change. First of all, let’s all take a breath and a moment to be grateful for the little things. Happy Dance Hand Lotion…..soothing, calming and just down-right yummy on your skin. It’s a great gift for yourself or your fellowContinue reading “Finding Meaning and Power Within Myself”
Social Inadequacy
Another Product of COVID As a child, when lost in a crowd, we are taught to stay put and wait for our parent(s) to find us. We are told to seek help from a woman with children, or a police officer. But what do you do if you’re lost in a crowd as an adult?Continue reading “Social Inadequacy”
Parental Helplessness
Yesterday was a little rough. I started writing a post, but got sidetracked with life. My youngest, who had RSV last week, but was doing better, spiked a 104 fever last night. RSV is still kicking my poor baby’s butt. One of the worst parts about RSV is that you can’t really do much aboutContinue reading “Parental Helplessness”
Dandi-Rae Ink 