Oprah was right.
I've always been fascinated by human behavior. It's interesting to watch two people or a group of people interact with one another. The body language, facial expressions, even words chosen.
I recently returned from a trip to New York City. It was an amazing experience, an opportunity I could not pass up. I was invited to be one of the chaperones on the Oakdale High School Drama trip to NYC.
We're in it now… Swim season.
I recently came upon this quote from President John F. Kennedy, "As we express our gratitude, we must never forget that the highest appreciation is not to utter words, but to live by them."
Here we are again… our graduation issue.
Happy Mother's Day.
If you are the parent of a school aged child, chances are you are … back to it.
I cannot say for certain, but I have a small hunch that I have just about worn out the 'Welcome' on the welcome mat outside of the Editor's door. At the very least, she may have my messages blocked from text reception (if there is such a feature).
I love to read.
I ran a Half Marathon.
Typically speaking words for my columns just come to me. Majority of the time I do little thinking, I just type.
Describing myself as a 'sports fan' would be a stretch. It is much more accurate to say I am a fan of athletes.
I'm an optimist.
This month marks one decade since I first strolled through the front door of the Oakdale Leader in hopes of acquiring a job. It's a story I have recounted and told numerous times, so I will spare you all the retelling of history.
My mother hails from a large family. Twelve children large to be precise. A five boys and seven girls journey which began for my grandparents in their teens with the last being born when my grandmother was in her early forties. My mother is the youngest of the girls and second youngest of the 12.
This has been coming for a while. I saw it coming in the not so far off future last year when my youngest began reading sentences and realized 'my mommy's picture is in the paper.'
Oh how I wish I had the knowledge to pen the piece I truly want to write. A few weeks ago some families in our town experienced yet another epic weekend in the area of high school sports.
What would you do if everything you knew and believed to be true were suddenly challenged?
I'm not sure about the rest of you, but I blinked for a moment sometime in October and somehow found myself in the middle of November. Perhaps it was the late change of seasons, the delayed temperature drop or those two kids I spend much time chasing … I'm really not sure.
Last week, I promised myself I would not write another sports related column. I am the 'mommy' after all and we do have a very well-spoken Sports Reporter on staff.
I've been waiting two weeks to write this piece. If being completely truthful, I almost wrote it Oct. 10.
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