Jul 21
Bluejays, Writing, and Music
Something has opened in me and I’m now ready, willing, and able to receive writing and music back into my life. It’s been too long since...
Jun 16
My Rock
My father was my rock. As a little girl, I loved the feel of my tiny hand being held by his big, strong, always warm grip. And when I sat...
Jan 1
My wish for 2024
Crisp. Cold. Clear. Bright sunshine permeates the air on New Year’s Day in Japan. Not once did I experience gloomy weather on the first...