Finding Family

Finding FamilyMy name is Lilly Irish. “Finding Family” is my story. Now I don’t want to get into detail, you need to buy the book for that, but I can tell you there was no bigger surprise to me than having my dead sister’s daughter call me up out of the blue. Like I needed that complication in my life, right? I mean, I’m a widow. What am I supposed to do with this girl I haven’t seen in years and years? And – get this – she’s bringing her three little ones with her. I don’t know what I’m going to do. I lead a quiet life, and that’s the way I like it. Still I can’t say no to her. I guess I’ll take it one day at a time. What else can I do?


Lilly Irish’s quiet life is interrupted when her estranged niece arrives on her doorstep with three children and a dog of questionable breeding in tow. From the moment they blow into her life on a windy fall night and Krank the dog pees on her carpet, Lilly Irish begins a life-changing journey. Available in paperback and as an e-book.

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Nothing ever changes,
nothing stays the same.
Tension remains.
Everything changes,
it is the dynamic of life.

Summer sashays into fall.
Landscapes breathe out
encouraging vibrant life
to take a rest
and sleep for a time.

Winter drifts in
spreading a blanket
of dormancy
preparing the earth
for newness of life.

Spring pushes against
winter’s clenched fist
popping color here and there
bursting forth with abandon
against dead leaves of autumn.

Summer returns,
sometimes muggy hot,
sometimes lazy days and lemonade.
Change has come
once again.

Suddenly – fall’s crisp air brings a chill
and earthy hues, marked by drooping sunflowers,
golden grasses spreading across the plain,
wind whirling vibrant leaves,
tumbling them to the ground.

Autumn’s best gift drifts aromatically on the air,
the true bellwether of change,
green chile roasting,
a unique scent like no other,
– fall in Northern New Mexico.