💬 Blurb:
With the grandkids coming for a visit, my camera’s coming out of retirement — but first, a little practice run at the park! 📸 Join me as I juggle my short attention span, spring fever, and the excitement of waiting for our new fifth wheel. It’s just another day of laughter, love, and maybe a bear or two. 😉🐻✨

✨ Introduction:
You know those couples who go all out with flowers, fancy dinners, and mushy love notes on their anniversary? Yeah… that’s not exactly us.

It’s only fair Rick gets his story told. After all, the rings I wear every day come with a memory worth sharing. Here’s how it all began, one Christmas up in the Swan…

🌅 Today I had to drive, so I couldn’t spend my normal morning watching the sun rise with a cup of coffee in hand. But later, this story bubbled up—so I pulled it out, dusted it off, and gave it some fresh air.

It’s a big question, isn’t it?

I’ve been thinking lately about the ways we show up in people’s lives—sometimes in big, obvious ways, and sometimes in the little moments we don’t even remember. A smile at the right time, a story shared, a kind word when someone really needed it.

When I look back, I think about the people who’ve left a mark on me—Dorothy Butterfield with her joyful heart, Dennis Sweet with his storytelling charm, and even those quiet ones who never said much but made you feel seen.

I write these stories because I want to remember. And I write them because I hope they’ll help you remember someone too.

And if you’ve been reading and haven’t found yourself—or someone you know—in one of my stories yet… hang in there. I’m not done writing.

In fact, if there’s someone you think I should write about, don’t be shy. Send me a message. You never know what kind of story it might become.