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Your Story Isn’t Finished

June 11, 2018

The year was 1982; I went to bed a happy healthy 17 year old and the following morning I could barely get out of bed. I felt hollow inside, I felt cold, I felt too tired and I felt alone. But more than anything I felt scared. Was I dreaming? Was this really happening to […]

Nana Sue Learns Mario Kart

March 30, 2016

I didn’t grow up with video games and my girls didn’t grow up with video games and that is my defense for why I need my grandson to teach me how to play Mario Kart. It was a lot of fun but the real lesson that I learned was that what seems intuitive to one […]

Fitness Fun

March 20, 2016

I thought I was challenging my grandkids to a twist on the Cha Cha Slide; turns out they gave me a run for my money! I love being active with my grandchildren and sharing the love of fitness with them.

World Cancer Day

February 4, 2016

Today is February 4th and it’s World Cancer Day. It is a day that is used to bring awareness and to offer support to cancer patients and their families and a day to remember lives that were lost. I think it’s safe to say that if you are reading this blog then you know someone […]

Nana Sue 1 – Mall 0

November 15, 2015

Sadly my daughter and son-in law are in the middle of a divorce. Divorce is never just about 2 people ending a relationship; it’s about changing the family landscape forever. I have been divorced before and my husband has been divorced twice so I am by no means saying that I oppose divorce. I think […]

Hurricane Joaquin

October 1, 2015

It’s about 3 days before hurricane Joaquin is scheduled to come ashore somewhere along the East Coast. I live in Maryland and we are no strangers to hurricanes. As I write this my husband is out running the generator to make sure it’s ready to go; he will check the gutters, get gas for the […]

Raw & Real

September 13, 2015

Last week was suicide prevention week. This post is going to be as raw and real as I have ever posted. My father lost his life to suicide in 1995 at the age of 57. Not a day goes by that I don’t think of him; the pain is as real today as if was […]