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Hand Squeeze

At this moment, I am sitting in our sunroom listening to the sounds of the furnace kicking in and noting my dog that is whining because...

Charlie

(alias Charlie B, Charles Bronson Johnson Charles Barclay Johnson, Noodle, My Little Enchilada) It has been quite some time since my last...

Living History

I feel as if I am reading about past history when I read the news. In a book somewhere and sometime in the future--maybe taking an exam...

Nearing the Finish Line

We are so close to the next printing of 100 copies of the For the Love of Blankets book! Just $300 will take us to the finish line. ...

Caramel Popcorn Balls

Recently, I had the opportunity to facilitate a group on depression and hope. As a carrier of the ”depression gene” myself, I wanted to...

Passing on the Love

A man in his 90's was surrounded by his four daughters. You could feel the love, thick in the air. The patient had had a stroke. His...

My Very Own Blanket Day

There comes a time in most of our lives when we have to sit up and take notice, when the “rubber meets the road,” so to speak. Life had...

The Important Text

It was very early on a Wednesday morning. I was asleep and was awoken by whining. Sidney, our eldest and most intuitive dog, was in...

Free Like the Bees

Margaret was suffering from a deep debilitating depression. I met her for the first time in an outpatient support group. We were talking...

Slowing Down

How we love to run our lives at a good clip! We remain focused on the tasks at hand and feel a sense of accomplishment when we finish...