Uncategorized 21 Sep 2015 What my dead dog taught me about therapy My sister Emily regularly suggests I go to a therapist.Before Chester, I may have entertained the thought. But rarely since. “Go to a therapist?” I now counter. “I shoulda been… betsyvoreacos 1 Comment
Uncategorized 12 Sep 2015 Toothless, Chinless and My Daughter’s Future Husband I promised Penny (aka Patty) that I’d find her a husband if she'd only bite the bullet and book another vacation. I really thought we were in this cruise-or-two-a-year thing… betsyvoreacos 1 Comment