Tag Archives: family stories
Santa and the True Spirit of Christmas…by Andrea R Huelsenbeck
Note: This article was originally written in 1994, published in The Annals of Saint Anne and later in Active Christian News. A portly man with a white beard, wearing a flannel shirt and suspender-supported blue jeans, pumped gas into … Continue reading →
Today I am Sad…But Not Without Hope
I am very sad. I know it will not always be so, but today, I am very sad. My mother died one month ago. I miss her. She lived with us the last 20 years of her life. I was … Continue reading →
When You Long to Escape
Some days I dream about escaping. I picture myself at the Hotel del Coronado (“the Del”) on the southern California coast for three days. By myself. The dream is most vivid seconds before I open the door for the first … Continue reading →
Don’t Rain on My Parade…by Andrea R Huelsenbeck
Lately, incidents long past, things I haven’t thought about for a half-century or longer, are popping into my memory. When I was in second grade, my mother signed me up for Brownies. Meetings were held in Borough Hall, a community … Continue reading →
Starting a Christmas Conversation…by Andrea R Huelsenbeck
Many years ago, I bought the book, The Christmas Conversation Piece: Creative Questions to Illuminate the Holidays by Bret Nicholaus and Paul Lowrie. Their stated reason for writing the book was “to enhance all your Christmas conversations and draw you … Continue reading →
The Beach Ball that Swam to Oma . . . by Andrea R Huelsenbeck
Even though I grew up near the Jersey shore, we didn’t often go to the beach when I was a child. My dad was busy earning a living; my stay-at-home mom didn’t drive. But I do remember one rare beach … Continue reading →
A Valentine Legacy of Forgiveness…by Peggy Levesque
What do you think of as Valentine’s Day approaches? Hearts? Flowers? Love? Yeah, those things come to my mind as well, but mostly I think of…forgiveness. Let me tell you why. My father had a volatile temper. He could swing … Continue reading →
Longing for a Fashionable Lunch . . . by Andrea R Huelsenbeck
When I was a girl (in the late 50s, early 60s), my school lunch didn’t look like the other girls’ lunches. I brought my lunch to school in a hand-me-down boy’s metal Roy Rogers lunch box. The other girls had … Continue reading →
Preserving Family Stories . . . by Andrea R Huelsenbeck
The autumn our daughter Carly was two and a half, we admired the fallen leaves together. “But, Mommy,” she asked, looking up at bare branches, “how do the leaves get back on the trees?” Our old house in New Jersey … Continue reading →