Juneteenth is an American holiday commemorating the end of slavery in the United States. It falls on June 19th every year, and it marks the day when Union soldiers arrived in Galveston, Texas, to announce the emancipation of enslaved people in 1865. This day has become a celebration for African Americans everywhere to celebrate their …
Living in the mountains is an experience unlike any other, and to be fair, I want to discuss the pros and cons from my perspective. The California Sierra Mountains offer a majestic beauty that has inspired adventurers and spiritual seekers for generations. The towering pine trees stand like sentinels guarding the peaceful valleys and deep …
We returned to our property in Arnold, “Bear Country,” and immediately, I began feeling concerned for the wildlife, particularly the black bears, as more people are coming into the area. Last year if you recall, I sat and watched helplessly as an unleashed dog chased a black bear up a tree right in front of …
Success is not a destination; it’s a journey. This is a phrase that many of us have heard before, but what does it mean? Achieving success isn’t just about reaching a certain point in your life and then sitting back and enjoying the fruits of your labor. It’s about constantly striving for improvement, setting new …
I’ve written about dreaming big and never giving up. Now I want to address the most important piece to the success puzzle, consistency. Achieving your goals is not a one-time event. It takes consistent effort, focus, and dedication to get there. Consistency is critical to success; it’s often the difference between those who achieve their dreams …
In a previous blog, I mentioned that I am the keeper of our family history. My house is a museum. I have treasured pieces of art and furniture from my family and my husband’s family. Are they valuable? Probably not, but the personal value is irreplaceable. One note of interest, however, speaks to the quality …
The “loss of a family member” touched me recently. The pain of losing a loved one is heartbreaking. I’d finally come to terms with the loss of my dad, and now “loss” has reached out and touched me again with its gnarly finger. Frank and I were not biologically related; we were a family of …
