When my husband asked, “Where did you hide my black socks?” I replied, “I thought they were mine. I put them in the hall closet. That’s where I always put them.” He immediately went to investigate. Sure enough, nothing was there. He arrived back, hands on his hips, saying, “Stop messing with me.” What is…
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When Women Gather
I recently attended my second BNOW, Beautiful Network of Women, retreat in Texas. We came from all different walks of life, shapes and sizes, young and older. We had a therapist, a DJ, astronomer, musician, radio show host, nutritionist, herbal supplement expert, an interpreter for the deaf, a goddess instructor, writers, ministers and even a…
A Double Angel Bump
One of my favorite fun memories of my mom came back to me today in a retirement home as I waited for an elevator. There’s a lot of waiting there. I spend time with a lovely British woman every day for two hours. My job is to entertain and keep her happy. This job is…
An Unexpected Sign
You might have guessed that I stay tuned for signs all the time. I’ll ask if I should just forget about writing and three people will call to comment on a story I wrote. I’ll ask if I’d be better off chasing real dollars in a 9-5 job and the Sleep Fairy arrives at 2…
My Mini Angel Bumper Granddaughter
My granddaughter, Kaylee, is a spirited little girl and an empath. We kid each other about being “the sentimental ones” in the family. She has bright blue eyes, blonde hair and a very sweet personality. She’s the girl at school who will ask someone who’s sitting alone to join in the fun. She is a gatherer, just like me….
Farewell Cherry Bellow Drive….When a Friend Sells a House You Love
I signed up for a writer’s retreat in Boise Idaho, hosted by Elaine Ambrose. Write By the River boasted a peaceful retreat in a cabin, nestled in the Idaho mountains. I signed up immediately. I was ready to feel like Thoureau, writing in a snug little cabin in…
God Thinks I’m a Drama Queen
I was having a conversation with God yesterday morning when He said, “Anne, you are becoming a drama queen.” Naturally I was shocked. I am so not a drama queen. I defended myself, “God, I am not dramatic. I am frustrated. I’m spinning my wheels here. You gave me the idea for a lovely book,…
Follow the Breadcrumbs
I’d been moping around complaining that money had been flying out of my account. You’d think I had a money bandit. I mentioned this to my Unity friend, Minister Jeanie Brosius King, and she laughed. “Have you tried the Two Cup Method?” she asked seriously. I’d never heard of it. How were two cups going…
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When Angels Intervene
I’m not sure how I happened upon Suzanne Giesmann. I was e-mailing an invoice and Bam! Up popped her website, Messengers of Hope. I was intrigued. I let the invoice simmer while I checked out Suzanne. It seems we are kindred spirits. She gives messages of hope to people who miss their loved…
Where’s My Angel Bump?
I often meet people who ask why they haven’t received a sign from their loved one. I don’t have all the answers, but I can offer some advice. First, be aware. Signs can be very subtle. My mom’s sign of a blizzard of white butterflies surrounding my car when I asked…
Meet Stacey Gustafson
I’m happy to promote my dear Erma Bombeck friend, Stacey Gustafson. Her (2nd edition) Are You Kidding Still Kidding Me? is hilarious. Stacey is a mom, a wife, a humor writer. I love the stories about her Mom. She can’t get Siri to turn on her oven either. I think we might be related. Here’s…
The Beach Babes of Sea Isle City
This story was featured on Purple Clover in March of 2017. I’m missing these two this morning. Those dreaded words, “My mother wants to meet you,” rang in my ears. Dodi was not thrilled that her son, Scott, was dating a divorced woman with two small boys. I hadn’t even met her yet and already…