Margaret Brennan
Bio
I am a 78-year old grandmother who loves to write, fish, and grab my camera to capture the beautiful scenery I see around me.
My husband and I found our paradise in Punta Gorda Florida where the weather always keeps us guessing.
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THE POWER OF LOVE
THE POWER OF LOVE … many years ago … I was a young bride. Yet, at eighteen, walking down the aisle to join hands with my soon-to-be husband, I thought I couldn’t be any happier. The following year, fourteen months after our first anniversary, I gave birth to my first son. If grinning could actually crack a face, mine would have split in two.
By Margaret Brennan2 years ago in Confessions
I AM A PENCIL
I AM A PENCIL … or at least this week, I am … ** // ** At the insistence and encouragement of my mother and grandmother, as soon as I could print, I’d be writing down little sentences. They often said I had a vivid imagination and shouldn’t let it go to waste. Unfortunately, through the years and several relocations, those little pieces of paper were lost. After all, I was only a kid. Back then, no one ever thought to keep anything like that. We lived in a small apartment and didn’t have room for much else but the family.
By Margaret Brennan2 years ago in Confessions
IT WAS ALL FUN AND GAMES
IT’S ALL FUN AND GAMES Until it wasn’t ! ! ! We were playing checkers. What a fun game. At least I thought so when I was eight years old. My older brother (by three years) taught me how to play and, being the older and often compassionate sibling, allowed me to win – at least until I fully understood how to play.
By Margaret Brennan2 years ago in Humans
MESSAGE IN A BOTTLE
MESSAGE IN A BOTTLE Where did it come from? ??????????????????? We have always enjoyed our fishing excursions. Being avid anglers, my husband and I spend as much time as possible in our boat holding our beloved rods and reels while waiting for a fish to grab our bait and try to run away with it.
By Margaret Brennan2 years ago in Fiction
