Even though my momma and her sisters, and their mothers and their sisters stitched the panels, fabricated the release buttons, developed the little strap to tuck it away when it’s not raining, proposed its alternative uses to block sun AND rain
Do you remember rattan furniture? (stay with me). Grownig up I had this rattan rocking chair that sat in the corner of the TV room. It was my favorite place to sit. Not because it was comfortable, but because I have a sensory thing that was satisfied when I ran the back of an ink pen across the holes. One day a strand popped in the chair
I got so much done with the help of people who love me. I tapped in, with myself first then my Day Ones and put things in motion that make my heart smile. :::Come get in my business for a second, I think it could be helpful to some :::
So, I’m telling you this story how it was told to me. My friend was about 6 years old. According to them it was a normal day, and they were out running errands with their parent. This is the 90s so getting left in the car while your parents go
My name is Maggie, and I believe that the spooky stuff is real. Boogey Man? I’ve heard him. Flying haints? One lived outside of my bedroom window. Witches, Warlocks, spells and alternate dimensional beings, I can see how that can be. So when my family elder befriended a woman that
I met a 90yo man over the weekend during Operation “do as much a you can while you have a babysitter” (my husband and I always work hard to reclaim our house when the giant 5yo is away). The man, who had questionable terminology that indicated he was from the
Black Maggie 