I remember the VHS machine perched on top of our oak TV stand whirring to life; chunk-clunk the tape slid in and the movie started. Three littles were bundled into warm blankets with favorite teddy bears wedged all around them on the couch, the cord from the hanging lamp snaking …
All I remember is seeing a strange side-by-side turn into the driveway not even 5 minutes after hubs had left the yard. I don’t remember actually putting on my shoes, opening the back door or running across the deck and down the stairs. I don’t recall exactly when I started …
I was watching HGTV a couple of nights ago. The hosts of the show had been hired by a wealthy, influential family to renovate their home. It was a mansion. Perfectly good items in the home were ripped out and replaced with newer, shinier things. Timeless. That’s the word the …