The Life of a Wisconsin Woman

I've written a couple posts lately about preparing for my nest to empty: sadness about losing my children to their own lives and my no...

When there is a mass shooting, I normally (yes, I realize how horrifying it is that this happens so much that I can actually use the word ...

For years, I've experienced the stress of final exams. From my life as a student (writing, studying, reviewing, testing) to my life as a...

When I was young, I heard about St. Nick and the practice of getting little gifts on the night of December 5. I just always thought this was...

When I was a little girl, I thought semi trucks decorated themselves for Christmas. I rarely saw semis, especially at night, because they ...

As anyone who’s looked at my blog lately knows, I've been feeling a bit melancholy and nostalgic. Much in my life is in flux. The most...

I have no artistic talent. When I was a child, everything I attempted to draw had the same backdrop: gently rolling hills, a round yellow ...