I used to buy a primrose every year in January or February and then plant it in the yard in the spring.
I first began doing this the year my mother died to honor her memory, and then continued doing it after that because it brought me comfort.
After a while, I had quite a beautiful primrose garden going. When we moved to a new house, though, I suddenly had trouble finding primroses that looked good at the time that I wanted them, and slowly my practice died off.
This year, I was just running into Hannaford to grab some groceries quick and there they were. All those pretty little primrose faces looking up at me, waiting for me. A beautiful yellow one came home with me.Keep reading
I’ve been thinking about choosing #Faith as My One Word for many years now.
This idea occurred to me when I was writing one of my books. My maternal grandmother had triplet sisters that, sadly, didn’t survive infancy. They were so tiny that they put them into bureau drawers to sleep instead of cribs (according to my memory of family lore, which may or may not be fully accurate).
Their names were Faith, Hope, and Charity.
I thought it would be great to honor them by choosing one (and maybe more in the future) of their names as My One Word to focus on for the year.
This is the year.
I didn’t get the engraved “faith” stone for this particular purpose; I already I had it. It’s flanked by an Amethyst and a Smoky Quartz that I love. I gave it a place of honor, a place where I will see it frequently throughout the day.Keep reading
Please enjoy this month’s BRAVE interview with Charlotte!
Who are you?I am a Registered Nurse, a Mom to 3 adult children (where has time gone?!), and a 5 month Golden Retriever named Charlie. I was born and raised in Maine, and have lived here ever since. I live in the small town of Limerick, Maine, a quiet country town.
What is your ‘one brave thing’?My One Brave Thing? Let’s see. I have done a few brave things up to this point in my life, but the one I’d have to say that tops all was taking care of my terminally ill brother. He was 51 yrs old when diagnosed with stage 4 lung cancer, mets to the brain. His wish was to get home to Maine to die. I had no choice but to be brave, and honor is wishes. It was a very difficult, emotional time.Keep reading