I cooked my full Thanksgiving dinner when I was ten-years-old. My parents got divorced when I was nine, and while my father was still in the picture. my mom worked the three till eleven shift so that meant someone had to cook. With three older siblings I'm not sure how I got roped into cooking and grocery shopping, but somehow I did and that first year it meant Thanksgiving dinner. I have cooked more turkey dinners than I can count because I usually buy a couple of extra turkeys when they are on sale and toss them into the freezer for two more dinners during the year. I even made a huge Thanksgiving meal when I live in Africa, complete with a wild turkey we caught, killed and dressed. My tradition was that after my siblings cleaned the kitchen, I'd sit down while we watched The Sound of Music or [...]

Another story! It's a great one and you're gonna love it. A couple of summers ago I met a woman through an an online Oshkosh Facebook site. We connected over dogs, food, and feeling different than others here in Oshkosh. My new friend grew up here and has family and she had moved back, purchased a home, but something was different. I moved here not knowing anyone except my son and his wife and child and it's been a struggle feeling like this is home. For both of us it's been knowing that we are not living in a place that speaks to and embraces us. I call it not living in my heart place. My friend decided to sell her house and move back to the Pacific Northwest which she realized is truly her heart place. My husband and I have decided that as much as we miss the [...]