Roma was the final chapter in our Italian odessey. Despite the soaring temperatures, train loads of tourists, wild traffic, brutal car exhaust and sore…

So many wonderful things were happening that by the time we left Venice for Florence, it was clear to us that we…

Spending an Italian holiday with three of my closest friends is a bucket list scratch. Each of us has experienced life changing on a…

Just checking in… We leave this morning for Roma. Three days will not be enough to discover all the beauty but we intend to…

what’s the likelihood that four women could holiday together and find bliss… we landed in Venice – whisked to the pier, ferried to…

I can’t believe we are leaving Tuesday. Eleven glorious days touring Italy with the ‘witches’. Ralph lovingly nicknamed us years ago… We’ve been planning…

I am so touched by all of your kind words. Never in a million years did I think losing Molly would be so…

a pet shop window smudged from her tiny nose pressing against the glass three little girls creeping from their beds in the middle of the…

I met my daughter Sara when she two and a half years old. Ralph used to bring her to the aerobics class…

Even at fifty-one years old, the first day of summer vacation is so exciting. I’m not sure what it is about my…