My mom is the tallest one in the picture. She towers over her little nephews and nieces though she can’t be much more than ten...

Hello dear friends, I just want to drop in here to express my gratitude for the love and support we have received from you...

When each of my children was born, I started a journal for them. Since they couldn’t talk for themselves, express their...

The mission of Creative Heartbeats is to empower individuals and families living with congenital heart disease. With Alex's...

    "Blessing for the Brokenhearted"By Jan Richardson In The Cure for Sorrow Let us agree for now that we will not say the...

My battered but faithful body, my new employee badge, my daughter's lunch pail, my boot-cut blue jeans - I might as well have...

I'm heading up to Seattle tomorrow. My daughter, Martina, is starting a master's program at Seattle University and I'm going...

“I used to play the violin” is a refrain I hear often. It is usually spoken to me as I greet concert-goers after a...

I went swimming this morning at the YMCA. I don’t swim every day but boy does it feel great to start the day out this way. I’m...

When I first saw Nadia Comaneci compete in the 1976 Olympic games I knew right away that I too wanted to be a gymnast. I went...

On a scale of 1 to 10,Where zero is no pain,1's a hint,2's a little,And 3 and 4 a tad more. By 5 and 6 there's no mistake,Our...

I’m sure there was a hospital in Sacramento that we could have gone to - that we should have gone to - but my best guess is...

Four weeks ago, just a couple days after sharing my Belle of the French Quarter story, something happened that reminded me...

First published in the Summer 2021 isssue of The Exponent II. There used to be a painting of me on display in Jackson Square...

Sometimes things happen in our lives that are really hard to talk about. They remain buried and hidden until the right prompt...

I’m standing in the front corner of my 1st grade classroom. To my right, I can see out of the large windows onto the...

Her opening notes pierced the shadows of the darkening sky and startled me like lightning strikes illuminating a barren...

I went to three different public libraries this week to do some research for my book project. I wanted to find out what sorts...

A few days before the first performance of Handel’s Messiah, an announcement was published in Faulkner’s ‘Dublin Journal’ that...

As we head into this Christmas season, I love seeing all the decorations and the festive lights, but most of all I love the...

Finally! My website (version 1.0) is up and is home to my blog that I started on my dad’s 100th birthday exactly four weeks...

There’s a story that I want to share with you today that actually has nothing to do with me as a musician or the book I want...

I began my own musical journey when I was four years old. Well, sort of. I was given a cereal box with a ruler stuck on the...

I wrote a short story about 10 years ago that I really want to publish. It’s a fun, whimsical story told in poetic form about...

Today is a very special day for me. For as long as I can remember, October 31 was not just a day to dress up and go...