Sherrin Linn Larson
I was "hatched" at Pullman Memorial Hosp. in October 1960, spent most of my childhood in Hawaii, then moved to the outskirts of Spokane, WA in 1973. Writing has been a form of therapy for my no-where-near-normal life experiences. Spiritual
My Willow & My Life
Moving away from my family home didn't seem like it would be much of an adjustment; not so much that I would be missing all the conveniences that come with having an established home. What came as a surprise to me was when I started to realize exactly who it was that I was missing. The golden retriever we named Willow.
Tears of Thanksgiving
"Imagine a picture perfect Thanksgiving Day. The last of the leaves falling off the trees in the gentle breeze make a sound when they touch down as crisp as the apples used to bake the pies. The kids outside playing with the family dog has spiked the curiosity of the cat who gets his digs in once in a while, pouncing gleefully on the unsuspecting victim. The smells from the kitchen are enough to cause anyone's stomach to verbalize it's eagerness and anticipation of the meal to come."