Archive - Sharon’s Substack

When I was in 5th grade I had a teacher, Mr Caponegro.

Jan 29 •

Sharon Marie Buckler

It’s snowing again.

Jan 28 •

Sharon Marie Buckler

Late Morning Musings

I tried to get up before the noise of the day.

Jan 27 •

Sharon Marie Buckler

My youngest son asked me such an important question yesterday that I actually shuddered.

Jan 24 •

Sharon Marie Buckler

September 2024

Goodbye September

Twenty-three days and just like that I am on the way home from meeting my grandson, Atlas. To say that the past weeks have been wonderful and beautiful…

Sep 26, 2024 •

Sharon Marie Buckler

The newest of life

I am not even sure how to start this.

Sep 3, 2024 •

Sharon Marie Buckler

August 2024

I have done several puzzle pieces for the “We Are All Connected Art Project”, The first one I did with just writing the lyrics of John Lennon’s…

Aug 10, 2024 •

Sharon Marie Buckler

So, here we are. Weeks have now gone by and the days seem to have blurred into another. I still cannot believe that he is gone. I walk around this house…

Aug 7, 2024 •

Sharon Marie Buckler

Finn sits under my legs

Aug 4, 2024 •

Sharon Marie Buckler

I am ready and packed

Aug 4, 2024 •

Sharon Marie Buckler

As she gazed up at the windowThanks for reading Sharon’s Substack!

Aug 4, 2024 •

Sharon Marie Buckler

July 2024

Relearning to be me

There is always new life.

Jul 28, 2024 •

Sharon Marie Buckler

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