As many of you now know, I am nearly on the other side of this crazy health saga. Seven and a half months of doctors visits and specialist appointments and laying in my bed. And pain. Plenty of that. Intracranial Hypertension from my Mirena IUD. Who would have ever thought?  I’m rejoining the land of the living now and man…. Read More

Happy mid-January, friends. The middle of the month when many of us start spewing (or ditching) goals and intend to start fixing our trouble spots. After the year I’ve had, expectations for 2019 are pretty low….if I can leave my bed (maybe even {gasp} my house or driveway) a few times and not be doctor-bound, majorly in pain, I think… Read More

Wow.  Well.  It is hard for me to believe that the last piece I wrote was way back in May of 2018…and the last time I felt like myself was June 11, 2018. It’s been pretty quiet around here at The Gift of Moments…not because I haven’t been viewing every moment as a gift (some days this was easier than others)… Read More

Cotton candy snowballs of lush springtime cherry blossom whimsy have begun their silent pink snowfall into the streets today.  In my Cherry Hill hometown, Chapel Avenue is lined for miles with these stunning works of art and for a brief moment of glory they pop and sway and inspire. They peak and then their pink fades just a touch and… Read More

The clouds overhead were protecting us from the stifling Labor Day Jersey Shore heat.  We were shopping in Atlantic City for a few hours, my husband, four kids, and I…the kids ages then were 8, 6, 3, and 16 months.   We were all on foot, hoping to score some last-minute back-to-school sales before the buses began their routes again… Read More

Follow my blog with Bloglovin Hi all!  In keeping with my green newbie blogging self, I’m only just learning about bloglovin’ which is a website that is sort of like an Instagram for blogs.  You get to scan and skim all the great images and words and vibes of all the beautiful blogging types that exist out there on the… Read More

New year, new you…they say. The first of the year brings a dawn of new beginnings and unwritten pages, and, for a moment, we all are pure…I hear. Like the season’s first silent fall of a fresh blanket of snow. Like opening a new journal and having crisp, clean, blank white staring back at you. Like being the first to… Read More