by Deb Farris | Sep 5, 2020 | Musings
A child has eyes for surprise. Innocent. Imaginative. Free-spirited. I think of these. Apple trees and cornfields. A big red barn. Double Dutch and Four Square. I think of these things too. What I don’t often think of is how totally dependent I was as a child on my...
by Deb Farris | Oct 15, 2017 | Memoir, Musings
With the birth of Charlie IV, I thought back to the birth of my Charlie III, Here’s the story I wrote for his 35th birthday. As I think of you turning 35 today, I remember how my mom would always call me on my birthday and tell me my birth story. I’ve forgotten...
