Category: Diana Ingram

If you were to take the temperature of most of our country right now, it would probably be pretty hot. I offer here one way to bring down the temp, maybe just a wee bit, on the one-to-one basis with a tried-and-true old method....

One of the first life lessons I was told was that if it sounds too good to be true, it probably is. It’s so easy to want that magic cure, that effortless way to lose weight, those great profits with no risk or that perfect...

 February is the month that recognizes Black History. My understanding of why this special recognition is so important has grown and matured over my life. Each year I learn about more people that make up the body and works...

Once more, I invite you to travel back in time with me to delve into my personal box of Valentine’s Day chocolates. It is 1954 in the middle of our shortest month. February is known as the snowiest month, and that year was no...

This is my story. I don’t remember much of it, but I guess you can say I had a life-changing experience. I almost died, but I am here enjoying the gift of more time. I will never again underestimate the gift of waking up. I hope...

Oh, I know, you still probably have Thanksgiving leftovers in your fridge, but the race to Christmas is on, even if we are not ready. Now I do know people, wise people, that have been purchasing gifts all year. And on sale, no...

For me, gratitude is thankfulness on steroids. This time of year, I can feel it from the tips of my toes to the top of my head. There were times I did not understand the fortunes of life I had been blessed with. There were...

If you can hear the sound of cheers echoing from Los Banos, it is probably the voices of the Alzheimer’s Support Group cheering about once more being the top team in Merced County’s Walk to End Alzheimer’s. This is the eighth...

Oh the depths of October, which spans history, controversy, social issues and taking a stand as leaves change colors across the land. While trick-or-treating lingers in the air, everyone will have to wait another week. Most of...

Maxwell Anderson and Kurt Weill’s “September Song” (“Oh, it’s a long, long while from May to December / But the days grow short / When you reach September”) is a song I’ve heard all my life. In fact, I’m sure I first heard it...

I will meet you on the downside. From here, it can only be up. What does not break us makes us stronger. Nothing is so good or so bad that it lasts forever. I have fallen and cannot get up. In every dark cloud, there is a silver...

Last week, I attended my great-grandson Grayson’s (son of Jessica and Ricky Abejuela) first birthday party. It was another sweltering day in Los Banos, one of many steaming days this summer, which seems to be on steroids. The...