Home. It’s where the heart is. There’s no place like it. For me, it’s been a confusing word over the past 4 1/2 years. I’ve written about not feeling at home in Cincinnati (where I currently live and where I am from) and feeling more at home out there in the world. I’ve talked…
Friday marked 5 months since my mom’s passing. Yesterday was her birthday. She would have been 83. As I wade my way through this year of firsts and through my grief I hear so many people’s advice in my head. “Take your time.” “Don’t let anyone tell you how to grieve.” “Grieve in your…
A few weeks ago I posted a lengthy testimonial from a very satisfied travel client. It got me thinking about why I became a personal travel planner. Sure I love to travel myself. But, I have to admit, it gives me immense satisfaction to know that I’ve helped someone create memories that will last a…
Religion. It’s a subject that brings out the best and worst in people. I find myself pondering this controversial subject as I wade through my grief. Let me explain. I was raised Catholic. Spent 12 years in Catholic schools. By the time I was finished at the age of 18, I knew I wasn’t Catholic…
I miss Mom. Sometimes still so much I feel my heart hurt like it did in those first days. Other times, it’s more of a dull ache and not so painful. When I first returned from the Outer Banks trip, I was busy so I felt it less. But, while I usually saw the pale…
Last week I went on a family vacation – the first without Mom. I’ll be honest, it was difficult at times. I missed her – a lot. I had a moment half way through the trip of crying on the beach, my sister grabbing my hand as we sat and watched the waves roll in.…
