While getting my hair cut, I started a conversation with some lovely ladies about what they would like to read about. Overwhelmingly, they wanted to hear some ideas and suggestions on helping their children gain and keep confidence in themselves. I remember struggling with that same thought when my children were growing up. As a parent, most all of us want what is best for our child.
Marie Clifford said she really doesn’t know what all the fuss is about.
“I did my job and raised my children, nothing really that special,” she said.
But after surviving bombings of her village during World War II and spending 40 years in the food service industry, retiring from Stone Hearth in Elizabethtown last month, Clifford’s story is more unique than she might think.
It’s a bit of a cliche now, what with the popularity of mommy blogs and everyone telling everything about their lives — myself included, to a point. But as a mom, especially a stay-at-home mom, I’m not really allowed to be sick.
I’ve been dealing with a heck of a cold, full of coughing and sneezing and headaches and the need to spend the entire day laying down watching bad TV on Netflix. I’ve lost my voice, which I at first attributed to a late night, but it lingered longer than I thought it should have.
Carolyn Wimp of Cecilia spends a lot of her time engrossed in her family’s history.
Since she was a teenager, she has asked questions about her family and charted her family lineage on a brown paper grocery bag. Her interest was mere curiosity until she saw the television mini-series “Roots” in 1977. After seeing “Roots,” Wimp said she realized finding her family’s history was possible and began researching nonstop.
You know, the storm of people we have seen in the malls and stores for the past month or so. The storm of food that has been prepared and consumed since Thanksgiving. The storm of presents that were wrapped and then unwrapped in a frenzy by friends and loved ones.