My View. . .Writing 101

It was the house where my parents fought. I was crouched under the square white table with the brown chairs, watching my mother run as my father chased her with a knife. Her red, black and gray patterned skirt swished as she ran, the Spanish dancing ladies printed around the bottom seeming to run with …

OMG Moments

To me, OMG stands for Oh, My Goodness!.  My husband and I became full-time RV'ers seventeen years ago. We had a tw0-weekend yard sale, packed up the stuff we wanted to keep for later years to give to the kids in boxes, and took it to a relative's house. We are at that house now, …