There are millions of stories swirling around us — tales of whoo-hoo!  Tales of OMG-you-have-got-to-be-kidding…

All happening.  At the same time.  In this crazy world.  Like feeling dumb-struck grateful for having two opposable thumbs.  Or waking up at three o’clock in the morning with another blast of existential angst. The utter joy when a Gen Z cashier with tattoos, piercings and a beautific smile, bags my groceries at Trader Joe’s.  That quick jolt of numbing cold when I get another notification on my phone from… well… the bad news bears.

Stories about remembering — that good health is temporary.  So is every one.  Every thing. Every moment. Tales about holding on…for dear life. Letting go… for dear life.  With a sorta-open heart and kinda-unclenched hands. Thank you for sharing your personal bandwidth and precious time with me and may you find yourself in these stories too.

Please leave your comments because this story-telling business goes both ways.  I can’t wait to hear from you!

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Eeny, Meeny, Mighty Mo

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Hubby and I, partners in love and ukulele, are heading east to the land where there is a three hour time difference. We’re meeting with the riotous Indy Ukers of Indianapolis, Indiana, on Wednesday evening, July 18 from 6:00 to 7:30 P.M. to play, sing, teach a little and have…
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Intouchable

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Hubby and I don’t get out much. We’re too busy woodshedding on our ukuleles and doing “music stuff.” So it’s a real treat to go to the movies and we have a hot date this morning at the mall cinema up the road. The one that shows foreign flicks. We’re…
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