Author name: Mary Ann

  It was miserable the other morning, rain coming down in sheets sideways, wind howling like a banshee. And it […]

  This is my dream – beautiful boat sailing into the clear blue warm waters of the South Pacific. Reality

Mom died a year ago. Actually it’s been a year and a few weeks. The date came and went, slipped

  It was about midnight when the light of the moon woke me. A flashlight in my face wouldn’t have

  Two things I just can’t get enough of; chocolate and sleep. I have recently become a closet connoisseur of

  “I’ve been working all day,” I defend myself to my ninety two year old neighbor. “Just look at me!”