“They can’t eat ya” is something my father said to me any time I hit a rough patch in my life. So, roughly, 27 million times (give or take a couple million). When I was a kid, I didn’t get it at all. When I was a teenager, I decided it was one of those stupid things that adults say.[…]
Observations and Musings
On Dressing the Octopus…
by B. Diane White Deviney,
Observations and Musings
On the Blessings of Winter…
by B. Diane White Deviney,
Health & Wellness
On Farewell to 2024 and the Usta Coulds…
by B. Diane White Deviney,
Family
On Christmas Present…
by B. Diane White Deviney,
About Me - An introduction
On My Heart (A Series)… Just a Month.
by B. Diane White Deviney,
Love
On Flowers for Jean (and the rest of us)…
by B. Diane White Deviney,
About Me - An introduction
On Giving in to Darkness…
by B. Diane White Deviney,
Health & Wellness
On The Porch (To Sit or Not to Sit)…
by B. Diane White Deviney,
Family
On Unicorns and Rainbows…
by B. Diane White Deviney,
Health & Wellness