As I’ve said before, one of my favourite things about my Homeland Holidays is all my favourite foods. Each time I come home to visit,…
Once again, my Homeland Holidays have come to an end, and I am slowly settling back into life in The Heartland. And, oh, how my…
Last month, my Dad requested one “Big Project” for my summer holidays: Get the downstairs bedroom arranged/organised so that he had loads of floor space.…
Yesterday was the 4th of July, which means Independence Day in America. And that means parades, barbeques, fireworks, and for some of us, Fun Runs!…
Today marks the halfway point of 2022 – and the halfway point for my goal of running 750 miles for the year. All thanks to…
My primary 2022 goal is to “seek answers, solutions, or improvement for life, the universe, and everything” – a goal set in part because 20+22=42.…
Dad and I went on a little adventure across the state yesterday, racking up about 280 miles on the car. But only one geocache, which…
Way back in 2013, my parents took small rose plants to the cemetery for Memorial Day. There were two sets of roses (one white, one…
My mother’s funeral was yesterday. It began with a Rosary and ended with rifle fire. Just the way she would have wanted it. It’s still…
I am home in America, again. Yes, it feels like just yesterday that I was leaving, and now I am back. I had always planned…
Trigger warning: This post recounts my time with my mother in the last hours and moments of her life. It might be an upsetting or…
I arrived home from my homeland holidays last week and have finally managed to finish unpacking and organising all my luggage. It was a bit…
I arrived home in Scotland yesterday, a month later than my initial plan. Home, and heartbroken… My holiday was meant to be a wonderfully happy…
My mother died on Monday, 24 January 2022 and I have missed her since her last breath left her body. I will miss her forever,…
Today is the Lunar New Year, marking the Year of the Tiger. This is an important “zodiac” sign* for me because I was born in…
My holidays home to America have been very different than expected. I planned to arrive just before Christmas to spend time with my parents and…
It was inevitable, as they say. COVID19 has come home. I mean, it’s not come to my home, but it came to my youngest sister’s…
Winter in The Homeland means snow. Some years, it means more snow than others. And this year is one of the “more snow” years. Indeed,…
I have enjoyed a nice, relaxing Christmas in Cle Elum with my parents. And I have to say, it’s been wonderful, although not a typical…
I’m home! After 856 days away, I have finally returned home to hug my parents. (Real hugs are way better than proxy hugs!) I began…