Today is Sunday, 26 April, and I find myself reflecting on my first Sunday, 26 April. It was 17 years ago, and it marked the…
It’s hard to believe that 52 is here already. It feels like only a decade ago that I was the answer to life, the universe,…
Thanksgiving has come and gone once again. This time, Thanksgiving was also Paul’s birthday, and that is always a little hard for me. You see,…
Today marks two decades since I married the love of my life. Twenty years. The number hangs in the air, heavy with memories, yet surprisingly…
Sixteen years. When I say that number out loud, it still feels both impossibly long and, at the same time, like just yesterday. Sixteen years…
Well, here I am! Another year has rushed by, and today I find myself turning 51. It feels like just yesterday I was celebrating my…
Wow! JustFrances.com hit the 15-year milestone today! I don’t know that I expected that when I first registered the domain, but here I am, marking…
Today marks 19 years since I became Mrs Ryan. And much like every year when this day comes around, I am feeling quite sad that…
Today marks 15 years since my husband’s death and that means I am doing a lot of reflecting. Some of that reflection is about the…
In the past several months, I have hinted at Big Things that are afoot – and I even came close to saying outright said that…
Today marks 18 years since I became Mrs Ryan; since I laughed my way into a happy marriage as the Priest placed “odds” on our…
Another year has passed without my beloved husband and my heart aches from his absence these 14 years. Yes, the pain is softer now. But…
I found a photo of Mum a couple of months ago, taken the day after her 48th birthday. As I looked at it, I smiled…
I have long kept a journal or diary of some fashion or another. Indeed, I began dabbling in the art of journalling as a young…
Today marks 17 years since I became Mrs Ryan. And despite the absence of Mr Ryan, I like to mark this day as it was…
It’s now been 13 years since my beloved husband, Paul, died suddenly and unexpectedly. It’s a strange feeling, being this far from the immediate grief…
Today, I am 48 years old. And today hurts. Not because I’m 48, but rather because I am now officially older than my late husband.…
Today should be a big celebration to mark my husband’s 60th birthday. But, as with too many years before, he is not here to celebrate;…
I have a new job; one that I have dreamt of for more than 20 years. Yes, as of this week, I am a Lecturer*…
Today marks 20 years since I first arrived in Scotland for “just one year” as a study abroad student. At the time, I never expected…