“O Little Town of Bethlehem…” 1868

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My tree was up before Thanksgiving (yes I know that is early) and my house was decorated, but I was missing one piece – my front door wreath! For several years my younger daughter and I have talked about going to a wreath-making class and this year, we did. We had so much fun! Learned a lot as well – all of the greenery came from the property at Grelen, a quaint nursery and shop in the nearby town of Orange. There were so many different and beautiful types of evergreens and greenery for us to use from white pine to magnolia leaves, including one in particular we loved – Carolina sapphire. The process was nothing like I had imagined – thought we would just use green floral wire to secure the greenery around a circular base, but no. Instead, we had a strong metal form with 14 sections. We chose different types of greenery, cut to about 10 inches, and bundled tightly in our hand. Had to be a handful. Then one at a time, we added a bundle and bent the wire (not floral wire!) down on each side to hold it in. Each bundle overlapped the previous bundle. The bundles added up. Little steps to a beautiful wreath. What a beautiful and special day. Definitely on the list for next year.

“Enjoy the little things in life… for one day you’ll look back and realize they were the big things.”

Friday night was reserved for my secret crush, not that it is really a secret according to my cousin! But first, I drove to Richmond to see my older daughter’s new office which is wonderful, and then to her house to see her Christmas tree, and to love on my granddawg Paige. Y’all, their tree is a total Carolina tree from the star to the skirt. Nothing red on this tree – red is a banned color in their house (think woof woof – NCSU). And their topper – well, no question they are Tarheels and they bleed blue!

Then it was MY time… drove across town to spend an hour with my favorite author and secret crush, David Baldacci. Even though I was early, the place was packed. Only time I don’t mind standing (and waiting), and I did so for over an hour, listening to him entertain everyone with stories and background on the new character in his latest thriller. This new book is already a best-seller and looks to be another great read. When it was my turn to get my books signed, he graciously greeted me and signed all 12 of my books! I keep my kids’, family’s, and friends’ home libraries up to date with all of his novels – personally signed with a “Happy Birthday” or “Merry Christmas.” But for my book, I just asked him to sign and date it. But what did he write? “To Leslie, Always great to see you!” Be still my heart! Such a little thing, but honestly, made me feel special, made my day. Maybe he doesn’t “know” me, but he does remember me, I mean who wouldn’t!?! I have been coming to his book signings for over 20 years and I always have more books than anyone else for him to sign. I do feel badly for the people behind me in line, but these books are perfect presents! He releases a new best-seller twice a year, which means I get to see him twice a year. Many people say that if they could have lunch with anyone in the world they would choose a professional athlete or famous actor. Me? I would choose an author.

“Christmas is doing a little something extra for someone.” Charles Schultz

Sometimes it’s the little things in life that truly touch us. My teammates at work knew that December 1st was the beginning of my famous Christmas Sweater exhibition, and they showed up Monday decked to the nines in their cheeriest (and only) Christmas Sweaters to join me! So fun for me! Come Tuesday, I was the only one sporting holiday attire, but that is ok! (Wonder if they will be borrowing a sweater from me for later in the season!)

Let’s sparkle!


“Christmas it too sparkly, said no one ever!”

If you know me, you know I have been collecting Christmas sweaters for YEARS! Some are 35+ years old (many with shoulder pads). Since my birthday is in November, my mother would often give me a Christmas sweater for my birthday (back when they were in style). And when my kids were in school, I loved sporting them when I volunteered in their classrooms. I have bins of them, and usually add to my collection each year. Still don’t understand why my kids raid them for Ugly Christmas Sweater parties! I plan to wear a different Christmas sweater (or 2) every day until Christmas. Little thing, but it tends to make people smile and truly puts me in the Christmas spirit. It is difficult deciding which jewels won’t make the cut this year. Christmas spirit lives on!

“And we are better throughout the year for having in spirit, become a child again at Christmas time.” Laura Ingalls Wilder

This past Sunday was the first Sunday in Advent. The Hope candle was lit. HOPE. Such a strong and yet wistful word. We all hope. We must hope or we are mired in despair. We hope for our families and friends to be safe, happy, and healthy. We hope that tomorrow will be better than today. We hope for a bright future.

“Hope sees the invisible, feels the intangible, and achieves the impossible.”

What hopes do you have for this holiday season? I am hoping all of our dreams come true. I am hoping prayers are answered for my family and friends. I am hoping the Christmas spirit touches each and every one of you. Remember to BE present this holiday season, enjoy the little things that touch your heart, and spread joy wherever you go, because as we all know, none of us is promised tomorrow.



PS Cheers and Happy 100th birthday to an “old” friend from New Philadelphia Moravian Church who has also found himself a transplant in Virginia. This dear man writes with such spirit, heart, and humor. What an example he is to all of us. Happy Birthday Ed! You inspire me!

AND I am doing something SO FUN tonight! Check out next week’s blog to see what it is!

“It’s beginning to look a lot like Christmas…. Everywhere you go….” Bing Crosby 1951 (before I was born!)

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Gobble Gobble! Did you get your fill of turkey last week?  I volunteered to bring the big bird for our family’s Thanksgiving meal at my older sister’s house. My sisters provided the rest – mashed potatoes, fresh green beans (cooked the Southern way – for hours!), sweet potatoes, roasted beet salad, cranberry relish, stuffing, and rolls. Oh, and a pumpkin pie and a fresh apple cake. Delicious! Thanksgiving is such a special holiday with great food and great family time. My sister’s beautiful table hosted our sweet momma, my sisters, brother-in-law, and 2 of my 3 children. We said the Moravian blessing, ending with our ritual “Amen, dig in!” And we did. We talked, reminisced, shared stories, and laughed till we cried. I enjoyed every minute of it. My nephew and his wife came for dessert and brought Jack who we all adore! And what entertainment Jack provided! He had us in stitches – his favorite song now is “Baby Shark”. And the way Jack sings it, well it is just hilarious! He loved on all of us and needless to say, we all loved on him.

“When I started counting my blessings, my whole life turned around.”  Willie Nelson

Thanksgiving day was even more special this year as it was the 43rd wedding anniversary of my sister and brother-in-law. 43 years y’all! We are all so proud of them and thankful for their wedding success – I mean, let’s face it, they are the only non-divorced members of my original family. My sweet and very patient brother-in-law has to deal with 4 Holcomb women and he does so in a wonderful way. And being the thoughtful husband, instead of getting “just flowers” for my sister, he got the most beautiful centerpiece (shown below) that I have ever seen. My sister and brother-in-law understand what it takes to be married for a LONG time! Here’s to happily ever after!

Thanksgiving table and flowers…
43 years of marriage!

“Couples who make it aren’t the ones who never had a reason to get divorced; they are simply the ones who decide that their commitment to each other is always more important than their differences and flaws.”

My kids and I were together again all day Saturday. My younger daughter and I left Charlottesville at 6:00 am for our last home football game in Chapel Hill. We were a bit leery as the weather was NOT perfect this Saturday. As a matter of fact, we had a bit of sleet and freezing rain leaving town. Our crew decided not to tailgate this game due to the weather and the fact that it was a noon game. Good decision! When we got to our parking spots, there was only 1 tailgate going on – NC State fans, huddled under a tent trying to stay dry, but not succeeding. My daughters, son-in-law, and I piled into my son’s car and drove to Franklin Street for a pre-game brunch/lunch at Top of the Hill (my favorite spot in Chapel Hill)! Luckily, we were one of the first to arrive and got a prime table. Within half an hour the place was PACKED (pun intended as there were a lot of Wolfpack fans there too). We took our time and enjoyed being together for our last game of the season. Then headed out in the misty rain for the stadium. We had hats and coats to keep us dry and kinda warm. It was a bit chilly – thank heavens for blankets and hand warmers that I buy in BULK.

“What good is the warmth of summer without the cold of winter to give it sweetness.” John Steinbeck

I kept telling my kids “it’s burning off”… famous words of Mom – we would be driving to the beach in pouring rain and she would say, “you know, I think it is burning off.” Positive thinking. But you know what? It did clear up and we all said we might could have used our sunglasses that of course none of us brought. But not for too long. The sun never truly came out, but it did stop raining. Thankfully. And oh my gosh, we almost won. Yes, I know…almost doesn’t count, but once again, we got our hopes up as we WERE leading, and it never occurred to us that we would be in that position. It was an exciting and fun game, until OT.  Woof Woof. And as it turns out, it was the farewell game for the coach. Oh well, here’s to next season! Life goes on and it has to get better, right?!?! Hard to believe our Saturday tailgates are over.

Though it was cold and rainy on Saturday, Sunday was absolutely beautiful. Sunny and 62 warm degrees. What a gift. Perfect day for an outdoor run and visiting wineries. My younger daughter suggested going to a couple of new wineries for me – Septenary and Grace Estate. Both were wonderful. I had not eaten lunch, and that does not bode well for me, especially when wine is involved, so we got a baguette and cheese at Grace Estate, sat and visited (even though we had been together all day Saturday). While we were having a glass of wine, Santa walked in with Mrs Claus, dressed in street clothes. I kid you not. Yes, I spoke to him as he walked by and told him I thought he was Santa. He stopped and visited with us, sharing some artifacts he had recovered at Yorktown. Told him my Christmas wish!

So, has anybody decorated for Christmas yet? ME! Yes, my tree is up and decorated (as are all of my kids’ trees!) and my house is Christmas ready. Now I can enjoy my tree and the holidays. Plus, I have almost checked off all the presents on my list. It helps that my sisters and I decided that this year we would not exchange gifts, instead we would make a donation to support those who suffered from Hurricane Florence. (Remember that hurricane with all the flooding that caused a crazy lady to total her 5-month-old car by driving it into deep water? Yes, that hurricane!) So I am feeling very good about this holiday season. Plus I have many, many fun things planned each week between now and December 26th (including my famous Christmas Sweaters) which is why I wanted to get my decorations up early. Besides, I LOVE Christmas! “It’s the most wonderful time of the year…”

“I like to compare the holiday season with the way a child listens to a favorite story. The pleasure is in the familiar way the story begins, the anticipation of familiar turns it takes, the familiar moments of suspense, and the familiar climax and ending.”  Fred Rogers

While I love my traditional holidays, I have been wanting to add some new, fun traditions for myself and my family. We still make a trip Winston-Salem for the Moravian Christmas Candlelight Lovefeast (offered mid-December for families traveling), and we go to my church in Charlottesville on Christmas Eve. The kids spend the night and last year we stayed up late watching Christmas movies (non-Hallmark!). They asked for all of our traditional Christmas meals which I loved to provide! And we opened presents Christmas morning after our traditional brunch. This year I am adding something new – I am going to a wreath making event. I normally buy a beautiful homemade wreath from a local school, but have always wanted to make my own. So this year I am! Holiday memories.

“The holiday season is a perfect time to reflect on our blessings and seek out ways to make life better for those around us.” Terri Marshall

The Christmas spirit is all around us this time of the year. But for some people, especially this year, the holidays are not the most wonderful time of the year. This year I know families struggling with new diagnoses of alzheimer’s and cancer, battling diseases and major life changes, fresh losses of beloved parents and children and friends, jobs lost, hearts broken, and marriages that are trying to find their way. So remember to be extra kind and share your joy with others, especially those you know are struggling, because as we all know, none of us is promised tomorrow.



“Memories, pressed between the pages of my mind… Memories, sweetened through the ages just like wine…” Elvis Presley December 1968

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Ever pulled out an old photo album, flipped through the pages and just relished those old memories? Re-lived the good old days? Did it make you happy or sad? For each of my children’s birthdays, I post pictures on Facebook of their “younger selves” and try not to embarrass them too much. Last week I was going through my photo bins (I have MANY large bins of old photographs) to find special baby pictures of my sweet middle daughter for her birthday on Saturday. I have been doing this for years for each child. But for the last 3 birthdays of each of my kids, this has been both a delightful and a painful task. Delightful in that I get to “relive” all of the memories of their precious childhoods, looking at the sweet pictures. Painful, as I am reminded of the way my family “was”, when my “wasband” was still part of my life. I have to say though, it was a bit easier this year. Time does begin to ease our hurt. Thankfully.

“Life brings tears, smiles, and memories. The tears dry, the smiles fade, but the memories last forever.”

My beautiful family….

My kids and I celebrated my younger daughter’s birthday all day Saturday. She and I left Charlottesville at 6 am for Chapel Hill and returned at 10:30 pm. It was a full fun day! We met the Tailgate Crew (my older daughter and son-in-law) at our spot, where everything was set up and ready for our arrival: breakfast (thank you Chick-fil-A), Mimosas, and Sports Center on TV. My son came up from Charlotte to spend the day with us and celebrate his sister’s birthday, even though he had to get back to Charlotte that night for a “Friendsgiving”. I truly have great kids. We spent the day playing cornhole, watching other games on TV, visiting with each other and other tailgaters, walking through campus, and shopping on Franklin Street. Grilled burgers for a late lunch (game was at 3 pm) and celebrated my daughter’s birthday with mini cupcakes, balloons, and presents. Gosh it was a beautiful day – sunny and cool.  And to top it all off, Carolina won! YEA! We are now 2-8! Wasn’t pretty, but it was a win for my daughter’s birthday. The icing on the cake (pun intended) was that my daughter’s birthday picture made the Jumbotron at the game! I had taken a picture of her at our tailgate and tagged it #goheels on Instagram and lo and behold we looked up during one of the time outs and there she was!  What a perfect day! Good memories made Saturday and all season long… only one more home game to go!

“In the end it is not the years in your life that count, it’s the life in your years.” Abraham Lincoln

Sunday morning, my sweet older daughter and son-in-law, and of course my granddawg Paige, took me to get my Christmas tree. Yes, it is early in the Christmas season, but the trees were in and I was ready! I used to agonize over getting my tree, going from lot to lot and tree to tree looking for that perfect tree, but for the last 3 SOLO Christmases, I have been able to pick out my tree immediately and successfully. This year my son-in-law found the perfect tree for me. It is up and my house smells like Christmas. Planning to decorate it tonight while watching Hallmark Christmas movies! Time to celebrate “the most wonderful time of the year!”

Sunday was such a beautiful day that after getting my tree, I decided to visit King Family Vineyards, see my younger daughter who was working, and just sit outside with a glass of wine, bread and cheese, and enjoy the afternoon. I watched as a fall wedding was being set up and pre-wedding pictures were being taken. A celebration. Loving memories being made.

Cheers to a lovely Sunday afternoon!

As I told y’all last week, yesterday was my birthday – #61. And I have been making the most of it! My celebration started last Friday when I met a dear friend who also shares a November birthday for dinner. Saturday, I shared cupcakes with my daughter at our tailgate. Monday I met some friends for a glass of wine and ended up staying for dinner. Then yesterday morning, on my birthday, I drove to Richmond to take my older daughter’s 6:15 am cycle class in the newly redesigned cycle studio. And my younger daughter showed up as well! What a great start to my birthday – my daughters, a hard cycle class, flowers, and a balloon! And arrived at my office to find it decorated for my birthday with cards and presents and cupcakes. I work with a wonderful team! We are a family and I am so thankful for them.

“What if we lived each day like it was our birthday?”

And to celebrate both of our birthdays, my younger daughter and I dressed up and had dinner at a fun, wonderful new restaurant on our downtown mall, Prime109. What a dinner! And as is our tradition, we followed dinner with a trip to Splendora’s for gelato. I am so thankful for my children and for my birthday!

“Do not regret growing older. It’s a privilege denied to many.”

So what am I saying here? I am one very lucky, blessed lady, SOLO and 61. There is so much to celebrate and be thankful for. I have wonderful children, family, friends, and teammates. And those times when my memories get the best of me, I remind myself of this and that life is good. My life is good. Tomorrow is Thanksgiving. A time for all of us to reflect on and be thankful for all of the blessings in our lives – the BIG ones and the small ones. They all matter.

“Memories take us back, but dreams take us forward.”

Tomorrow, give thanks for all of the special people and blessings in your life. Memories, whether happy or sad are a part of YOU. And even when bad things happen in our lives, which will happen, look for the positives, no matter how small they may be. Remember that life IS good. Celebrate your life and be thankful for it. Tell your loved ones how thankful you are for them, because as we all know, none of us is promised tomorrow.




“Baby, What a Big Surprise…” Chicago 1977

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Could this be the “last” SOLO at SIXTY?  I mean, I am going to be 61 next Tuesday. SURPRISE! Remember when 60 (and 61) seemed so old?!?! When I was younger picturing my life at 60, I never pictured it like this. Y’all know I got a big surprise in my life: the end of my 35-year marriage. Changed everything. But that surprise taught me that we are all stronger than we can ever imagine, and life does go on and can be much better than ever expected. And surprise: 60 isn’t that old at all! I have a new outlook on life. Ready to embrace these “golden years” with grace and gusto!

“Life is full of surprises, but the biggest one of all is learning what it takes to handle them.” Deborah Wiles

I am surprised at how much I am enjoying being 60 and have no shame in telling anyone my age. I feel good, I am having fun, I am still able to go out and run 5+ miles if I want to. As I have said before, 60 is the new 40, but without all the responsibilities that are there in your 40’s. Yep, 60’s are good y’all! And no surprise here – like me, SOLO at SIXTY lives on!

“Embrace life’s surprises. Enjoy and relish the good ones and accept the bad ones.”

Do you like surprises? Good ones, I mean. I love surprises!  (Hate bad ones – doesn’t everyone?!?!) Love surprising my kids, like when I show up at my older daughter’s cycle class an hour away at 6:15 am. Or taking a smoothie to my younger daughter when she meets me at the gym. Or stopping by Charlotte to see my son on the way home from the beach. And of course I love surprising my mom – any time I show up there it is a surprise to her! I mean, every day is a surprise in her world.

Last week was full of surprises. I was in Williamsburg, VA on business. Arrived early, pleasantly surprised to find that my room looked out over the James River. Not the ocean, but water is water and the view was beautiful. Getting there early meant I had time to go for a run on the beautiful property before dinner. In shorts and a tank top no less! (Yes, what a difference a week makes – shorts last week, bundled up this week!) But while I was running, a cold front came through. The wind picked up, and rain pelted me. Thank heavens I had a hat on that kept the rain out of my face (wear one every run). Yes, the rain surprised me, right in the middle of my run. Still, I was outside, running in shorts in November, and surprisingly, the rain felt pretty good! Thankfully, the weather cleared up before dinner.

“The voice of the sea speaks to the soul.”

Perhaps to no one’s surprise, after my last meeting on Thursday, I headed to the beach. The weather was surprisingly nice. Sunny and 70’s Friday, sunny and 60’s on Saturday. Even the water was surprisingly warm. I spent hours on the beach, walking the shoreline, looking for shells and renewing my soul. However, it began getting dark around 4:45… Gosh I hate the shorter days. Saturday night I met an old high school (cheerleader) friend for dinner. What fun we always have! (No surprise here!) Love catching up with this girl who leads a most interesting and fun life. Plus there’s just something about being with someone who has known you forever.

“Life will surprise you in the most unbelievable way if you let it.”  Roxana Jones

It should be no surprise to anyone that I am an extrovert (ESFJ to anyone who has taken Myers Briggs tests!). But what has surprised me most is learning that I love living alone. Wondered if I would be scared living alone in a new house – solved with a security system. Worried it be too quiet – never with Hallmark movies on! Would I be lonely? That was the biggest surprise. I don’t find it lonely in the least. So it was nice coming home alone midday Sunday, but even nicer coming home to find even more SURPRISES! A friend had been in town and dropped birthday and Christmas presents by my house. (Haven’t looked in the bags yet – want to be surprised on my birthday!) AND I had another gift in the mail from my sweet old friend Jeff (the one who introduced me to Carolina basketball in the 5th grade). I did open this surprise – a great book on the unrivaled rivalry between UNC and Duke, “To Hate Like This Is To Be Happy Forever”. I cannot wait to read this one! OH I love surprises!

SURPRISE! Presents!

“What a lovely surprise to finally discover how unlonely being alone can be.”  Ellen Burstyn

Everyday is full of surprises. Take time to realize that surprises can be wonderful gifts. Look for them everyday, and be thankful for them. As I tell my kids, the best things in life tend to happen when we least expect them. Surprises. And surprise those you love, because as we all know, none of us is promised tomorrow.

“When you least expect it, life may surprise you. It might turn out even better than you’d hoped.”



PS Heading back to Carolina Saturday to tailgate and celebrate my younger daughter’s birthday. What a great surprise it would be if Carolina won a football game!


“It’s The Same Old Song…” Four Tops 1965

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Yep… it’s the same old song! Great weekend, and another Carolina loss…after almost winning…AGAIN! But man was it a beautiful and fun day…AGAIN!  Not sure how we have gotten so lucky to have beautiful Saturdays for football. But this weekend started before Saturday…

Did you have a good Halloween? Give out much candy? Please don’t think badly of me, but I skipped Halloween! Did not carve a pumpkin either. But I did have 2 cool pumpkins – one bumpy and one colorful… good enough, right? I mean the bumpy one is kinda spooky. Instead of greeting trick-or-treaters, I went for a late afternoon run, which was heavenly at 70 degrees. Passed lots of little ghosts, goblins, firemen, and princesses all trick-or-treating at UVA. Showered at the club and went back to work until 9:00 PM. Got a big jump on my month-end financials. And a big jump when a prankster friend stopped by my office to scare the #$%& out of me! So maybe I didn’t totally skip ALL of Halloween.

Thursday night found me at a dear friend’s house for dinner. With the amazingly mild weather, we ate on her back porch and just talked. A lot. So nice to do when you are SOLO and just need someone to listen. That was one of the hardest things about finding myself SOLO – who to share thoughts, ideas, complaints, hurts, and successes with? Found the answer – family and friends!

“Life is a journey with problems to solve, lessons to learn, but most of all, experiences to enjoy.”

On Friday I left work mid-afternoon and headed to Winston-Salem. Checked in on Mom, who was having dinner (an experience to observe at her table!), and visited with her a bit before rushing to meet my brother-in-law so we could go together to my sister’s art guild’s show and sale, benefiting Crisis Control Ministry. My sister sold several pieces that night! I was very proud of her and am always in awe of her talent. There were so many wonderful pieces of art there, but of course I thought my sister’s were the best! And so did everyone else as she won the BEST OF SHOW award for her painting of our ocean birds, titled “Watching and Wading.”



“Today was good. Today was fun. Tomorrow is another one.” Dr. Seuss

Spent the night in Winston-Salem, which gave me just a little over an hour drive to Chapel Hill to meet my daughter and son-in-law early Saturday morning for our tailgate and football game. It was CHILLY (hello Fall!) and my daughter and I wrapped up in her UNC Snuggie (given to her by her brother when he was at UNC) and a couple of fleece blankets. It did warm up quickly. We went with the breakfast theme again since it was another early game. Now that it is cooler, we are enjoying being on the sunny side of the stadium, where it is much warmer during the games. It was HOT the first couple of games, but now it is heavenly. Speaking of heavenly, the skies were Carolina blue with NO clouds. Thought it might be a good omen…I mean, if God is not a Tar Heel, why is the sky Carolina blue? Right? But once again, we beat ourselves… tied it up at 28 all only to throw an interception and burst all of our bubbles. Same old song… Although I must admit it is more fun to lose surrounded by fellow fans than to lose surrounded by opposing fans! And we’ll be back tailgating and in search of that elusive win again in 2 weeks.

“Life is what we make it, always has been, always will.” Grandma Moses

Ever find that some disappointments are easier to take in certain circumstances? Carolina losing is frustrating, but there is so much fun “outside” of the loss that makes it more palatable. Being with my kids, tailgating, just being in Kenan Stadium. Same thing for my SOLO status – it is disappointing and hurtful, but there are so many wonderful things that have happened because of it, that make it easier to take. Life does go on, and in a much better way. In every situation, there is something to be thankful for. Always. Sometimes it is harder to find, but trust me, it is there. We all grow from the challenges we face. Keeping a positive outlook is key. It may be difficult to maintain at times, but it is crucial when you are going through tough times. Of course, admittedly, being over 2 ½ years out from my initial separation makes this much easier for me to say. At the time, I don’t think I would have believed it, but now I KNOW it.

(Even though I hate the shorter days, this is one of the blessings of earlier sunsets… and at my sister’s art show. This was God’s artwork!)

“We can’t always choose the music life plays for us, but we can choose how we dance to it.”

So Hello to November, the Thankful month. Look for something to be thankful for every day, in every situation. It is there. Even in the “same old song” circumstances. I am thankful for season tickets even if it is a losing season, because it means I get to see my kids more often. Remember to let those you love know how thankful you are that they are in your life, because as we all know, none of us is promised tomorrow.



PS – Have you been enjoying the Hallmark Christmas movies? There are 2 new ones every weekend – Saturday and Sunday evenings. Plus repeats 24/7. “Same old song” – blanket, fire, Hallmark movie. Doesn’t get much better than that!


“Sail on, honey, good times never felt so good…” Commodores 1979

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Ever had one of those weekends that just left you thinking, “that was the best weekend ever,” where everything went perfectly and was so much fun? Well, I had one last weekend. As you know, I love being around my kids, but having them all under my roof at the same time is pure heaven for me. Everyone arrived Friday night in the pouring rain which, at the beginning of the week, was forecasted for the whole weekend. Not ideal weather for football, and my boss had graciously given my family and me tickets to Saturday’s UNC vs. UVA football game (I can always count on him for UNC tickets when they play UVA). Now, y’all know my daughter and her husband are the masters of tailgating, but due to the forecast, we were going with Plan B, prepared to tailgate from the comfort of my house instead of the game. BOY was the weatherman wrong (imagine that!). The sun came out and blessed us with a beautiful football Saturday! NO rain. My daughter and her husband set up an early tailgate since the game was at 12:20. The rest of us arrived shortly thereafter and we started the tailgate breakfast of chicken and waffles (used Chick Fil A nuggets!), scrambled eggs, fruit, pumpkin muffins, blueberry muffins, sausage balls, and Mimosas. Played corn hole, watched Game Day, threw the football, and just hung out together. SO MUCH FUN! Loved having all of my kids together. We had great seats for the game which, as has been the case these past 2 seasons, was a disappointing game for us. But still, it was a beautiful day and we were all together. There’s always next week! (Just bring on basketball… PLEASE!)

“Time spent with family is worth every second.”

After the game, my son took his girlfriend around the UVA grounds (aka campus) and “the Corner” and met the rest of us downtown at a local brewery where we got a table, amazing pretzel bites, and drinks. Watched some football games on the big TV’s, visited with friends we ran into, and enjoyed the late afternoon together before walking to dinner on the downtown mall. Another amazing restaurant experience for us all. (Charlottesville has great restaurants!) We weren’t quite ready to call it a night after dinner so we all walked down to Draft Taproom where you self-serve yourself beer from over 60 taps. Luckily for me they have these small glasses (just my size) so I could try a couple – found one that had a hint of blueberry and lemon. Had a small glass as I was the DD – first time I have used all 3 rows of seats in my new car (the only reason I got the bigger model!).

We stayed up late both nights, or should I say early the next morning, just talking, laughing, and watching funny YouTube Videos. Loved every second of it.

“Sail on, sugar, good times never felt so good!” (again… Commodores 1979)

Sunday morning we all slept in, had brunch at my house, sat around the table and visited a bit more before everyone headed out. I know I have been saying this for the past few weeks, but my favorite thing truly, is watching my kids together. It does my heart good seeing them as adult siblings who love each other and enjoy being together. A mother cannot ask for more than that.

After dropping my younger daughter back at her house, I went to my office to clean up my desk and get ready for the new week. When I found myself SOLO 2 ½ years ago, my office became my “safe haven,” a place I could (and did) go at any time to find solace and have something to do to get my mind off of “things.”  Sunday afternoon found me feeling a bit lost after such a great weekend with my kids, so I decided to go for a good late afternoon, head-clearing run. After all, it was still light out (for now!). I felt much better. Besides, we will all be together again in a couple of weeks! Always have something to look forward to.

“Life is a balance of holding on and letting go.”

I’m not sure I would have been able to get out of bed that Monday morning after becoming SOLO without my job. I immersed myself in work, which provided a strong sense of security for me. Took me awhile to realize I would be ok and I began to step out of that comfort zone. I decided at the beginning of this year that I would have no regrets come year end, and that I needed to balance out my life a bit more evenly. I started visiting my kids and my family more often. And I found myself at the beach. A lot. I have found what “balance” looks like for me. I need my work, exercise, the beach, time with my kids and family and friends, and plain ole fun. Yes, I stay very busy (keeps my mind from going “there”), but now I do so in a way that includes lots of fun. I am doing so many things I would never be doing if I was not SOLO –  tennis lessons, trying new restaurants, visiting wineries, movies, traveling. (There is always something to be thankful for in every situation!) And I am always planning something – be it a family get together, a trip to the beach, a movie, a show, dinner out, you name it! Rarely do I find myself at home in Charlottesville without plans. If I have no plans, I head to the beach.

“Balance is not something you find… it is something you create.”

How do you balance out your life? Do you get enough sleep? Exercise? Spend time with your loved ones? Have enough fun? I know I do not get enough sleep – never have. I definitely get enough exercise. Spend as much time as possible with my loved ones. And I definitely have fun. So I almost have my balance plan worked out (need to work on the sleep aspect.)

“Balance – never let success go to your head and never let failure go to your heart.”

One more thing… I know today is Halloween, but Christmas movies have arrived on the Hallmark channel and the Hallmark Movies and Mysteries channel – 24/7! If you ever need a “lift”, watch one of these. They are uplifting and encouraging, always with a happy ending. We all need the happy ending in our lives.

Nothing like a fire and Hallmark Christmas movies in October!

So… get your life in balance before the holidays arrive. Find happiness in every day. Get enough sleep and also enough exercise. Be thankful for all the blessings in your life. And spend time with those you love, because as we all know, none of us is promised tomorrow.



PS – Don’t forget to set your clocks back an hour this weekend and relish that extra hour of sleep! Maybe that will help my lack of sleep!

“Don’t Be Afraid” – Boston 1978

Are you afraid of anything? Experience fear at the mere thought or mention of something? As I told you last week, I am afraid of roller coasters. But, embarrassingly, I am also afraid of dogs. This wasn’t always the case. I actually grew up with dogs – Charlie, Penny, and Brandy. But somewhere along the way, my comfort of being around dogs developed into a fear of dogs. Not sure what caused this fear, maybe it was being chased by dogs while riding bikes and running. Got my speed and heart rate up very high!

“Love is what we are born with, fear is what we learn.”

However, I have overcome quite a bit of my fear of dogs thanks to the addition of my granddawg, Paige. Maybe that’s because I “know” her and have been around her since she was a puppy and experienced all of her “stages.” And I am not afraid of my son-in-law’s parents’ 2 dogs who are so sweet and gentle. Now mind you, all of these dogs are golden retrievers, not sure if that makes a difference or not. But I am so thankful to have eased some of my fear of dogs!

I have to admit though, I am still a bit afraid of my sisters’ dogs. (sorry sisters!) My older sister and brother-in-law fostered a rescue pit bull mix, Raymond (Everyone Loves Raymond!), and ended up adopting him. Trust me, Raymond ended up in the right family with them – he is loved and pampered beyond words. But Raymond is still an “unknown” to me. And my younger sister rescued 2 dogs left on the side of the road – Teddie and Bodie. They are sweet dogs, but again, unknown to me. So yes, I am a bit fearful of them, although I was never afraid of her dog Tucker, a golden retriever!

“The fears we don’t face become our limits.”

Along with dogs, my younger sister also has horses. She was never exposed to horses as a child, but she found them when she needed them. When we lost our dad November 2, 2000, my sisters and I took it hard. My younger sister took it the hardest, as my older sister and I each had spouses (pre-SOLO days for me) to comfort and help us. But my younger sister was SOLO. I now understand how lost she felt. She struggled with the loss of Daddy and searched for an outlet. One day she rode by a field and saw people riding horses, and something clicked. She reached out to several barns about lessons and found one willing to teach a 35-year-old who had never even touched a horse. She was terrified and exhilarated at the same time. She learned to ride and found being at the barn very soothing. A year after we lost Daddy, a 2-year-old palomino horse was at the barn for sale and my sister fell in love. She bought her first horse, Wilbur (yes I say it like Mr. Ed would – Wil—bur!), who had never even had a saddle on. Together they learned patience, bravery, courage, loyalty, and love. Several years later, Pepper and Huck joined her family. All gentle horses. And she started entering horse shows.

Huck, Pepper, Wilbur…

“A barn is a sanctuary in an unsettled world, a sheltered place where life’s true priorities are clear. When you take a step back, it’s not just about horses – it’s about love, life, and learning.”

When she decided to move from her home and barn in Advance, NC, to High Point, NC, to be closer to her son’s family (baby Jack!), she had to sell 2 of her horses. What a hard decision. But things always work out, even if we can’t see it at the time, and it did in this case too. She sold Wilbur and Pepper to Wilbur’s original owners, and kept Huck. And she boards Huck where Wilbur and Pepper are, so they are all together and are kept together. Less painful for my sister as she gets to see all the horses when she goes out to ride Huck. Plus the barn is only 5 minutes from Mom. Life is good.

“Life has a funny way of working out, just when you start to believe it never will.”

Unlike my sister, I am afraid of horses. They are so BIG! However, after spending time with my sisters last Friday at my younger sister’s barn, I am not quite as scared. She showed us how gentle they are – they don’t bite (even though they have HUGE teeth) and they just want attention. And apples. My sister’s horses are her “beach house,” her retreat. So the next time I go to Winston, I am going to ride my sister’s horse! My older sister has done it, now it will be my turn. Can you imagine me on a horse? I want to do this. I want to overcome this fear and truly, I want to understand more of what my sister sees and feels with her horses. And what a great opportunity to bond more with my sister. Plus just imagine how tall I will be on a horse!

“Courage doesn’t mean you don’t get afraid. Courage means you don’t let fear stop you.”

Speaking of family, I left the beach a day early last week and headed to see my mom. Felt a strong need to see her and I needed a “Mom hug” which she gave me. It is always a relief when I see her and say “hey Momma!” and she responds “Les! I am so happy to see you!” Even though she asks about her mother and grandmother, she still knows who we are.

I knew my younger sister had been there earlier because Mom had a new Halloween wreath on her door, made by my younger sister, but mom said, nope no one had been to see her. So even if mom doesn’t remember I was there, she knew it in the moment. That is what is important.

My older sister met me there and we all walked down to the ice cream parlor for some soft serve chocolate and vanilla ice cream. One of the benefits of being at Trinity Elms. It is like taking mom “out” without leaving the premises. We visited, laughed, and had our ice cream before walking mom back to her room. She is doing very well – getting around much better now that her shoulder has healed. Thank you Lord!

And thank you to my younger daughter, who took me to several vineyards Saturday afternoon. What a fun and beautiful day it was. We visited Jefferson Vineyards, Blenheim Vineyards (owned by Dave Matthews of DMB fame), and ended up at Cunningham Creek, a cute local winery that was open late with some good “old” live music. My daughter, like all of my kids, knows all of the oldies from the 60’s and 70’s as they all grew up listening to this with me. Still do when we travel. This band played a lot of Beatles and Doobie Brothers, but also Zac Brown Band and Lady Antebellum. We had so much fun! And good wine! Thankfully, there was also food there so I could drive us home.

“Stop being afraid of what could go wrong and think of what could go right.”

Two and a half years ago, my biggest fear was of being alone. The fear of the unknown. What would my life be like SOLO, on my own, solely responsible for me? Could I do it? Could I move away from a life I had known for over 35 years? What was my future now? What would happen if I got sick, had an accident, lost my job? My fears eased as I discovered how strong I could be, when strong was my only option. I had to step up and be responsible for myself. I had to protect myself financially and emotionally, because there was no one else to do it. And I did. My fears eased, but they are still present. We never know what the future will bring, we just have to have faith. And we need to face our fears to know we can overcome them and survive.

Yes the white wines are mine!

“Fear is what stops you…Courage is what keeps you going.”

What are your fears in life? We all have them. Just don’t let them control your life, because as we all know, none of us is promised tomorrow.



PS – Did you know that the fear of dogs is cynophobia??