Author Stacy Feintuch
I am not a 9/11 widow, but I am a widow who was helped by one. She took her own tragedy and turned it into something good by reaching out to help me.
Ahhh the 90’s… “Must See TV” and Aaron Spelling had me on my couch many nights a week. There were so many couples to love. This is my list of the Top 21….
How can I possibly be 52?? I guess at some point I became an adult but I have no idea when. I am now closer to 80 than I am to 20.
We can’t be happy if we see ourselves as the victim. The victim is never happy. There comes a time when we need to change the narrative, tell ourselves a different story, play a different character.
How long has it been since my daughters made a lemonade stand with our neighbors?
I woke myself up, brushed my teeth, and put on my handy-dandy readers before I took a look at it again. I refreshed my screen and the updated stats appeared. In the seven minutes since I had last checked, there appeared to be almost another 1,000 views. The number had risen to almost 11,000.
Now that Mother’s Day is over, I dread what comes next. Father’s Day is in just a few weeks. My husband passed away five years ago, and since then it has become the most hated day of the year for my children and me.