Author Archives: Sandra S. McRae

If you know me at all, you know something must be afoot for me to reference a story I dread more than any other. I have always hated the movie The Wizard of Oz and its creepy characters. I found … Continue reading →

After six hours of grading papers tonight, I found the Heath Bar ice cream. Oops. But I have more than one reason to love it tonight: After days and days of begging, our daughter finally convinced us to let her … Continue reading →

Today is Thanksgiving and there is no turkey in the oven, no pies on the counter, no potatoes in the crisper, awaiting the mashing. Our daughter is on a feed tube again, and if she can’t eat, we won’t either. … Continue reading →