My Voice…


Dear Reader:

Last you heard I’d found my voice. Well, easy come easy go! I’ve been down with a cold the past week. It’s been doubly hard because I was mentally prepared to charge into 2020.

Last year was a difficult one as we moved from Carmel California to Sacramento. Everything changed. I slipped into depression and gained ten pounds. I’m feeling stronger and ready to chase the attainable yet challenging goals I’ve set for myself.

But, I’m currently practicing patience. Life is like that. At 59 years old, I’ve learned that things don’t always go as planned. The year is young. It’s only beginning and I hope to flower, in time, with proper care.

All the best,


Happy New Year!


Dear Reader:

What kind of a man fills his wife’s stocking with a Reese’s peanut butter tree, a silly drugstore romance novel and a vintage Chanel pin: my kinda man! Hope all of your stockings were as much fun as mine.

Happy Holidays and Best Wishes for a Brilliant New Year,


P.S. I’m finding my voice again, so there will be more!