A national award-winning storyteller, historian and author, she is best known for her original works and recollections of life's experiences blended with history. Teresa has presented and performed throughout the United States. Of her, it has been said, "Charming, witty, soulful, and wise, her performances are filled with a compelling sense of wonder and an irresistable zest for life." Her story work involves performance, education, production, and advocacy. From the main stage to individual consultations in living rooms across America, she delights in the excavation and sharing of family story. Most importantly, she is a wife, mother, and grandmother to her favorite playmates and best friends.
So should we say, “Thank you for everything?” even the difficult, the painful, the unexpected, and the hard? Well, based on the little comedy sketch, it is certainly possible. We’ve been playing with this concept around here of late and it’s opened our eyes to some unseen blessings. Even in the hardest of trial we have found good. And surprisingly, even in the highest of joys we can still find bad.
The cub scouts surrounded me the moment I walked in the door. Talking over one another like giddy hens they couldn’t wait to tell me everything they’d learned.
Did you know that people actually enjoy talking about themselves? You may not believe me, but it’s true. More often than not, when a person is sitting silently while surrounded by others it’s frequently because they don’t believe they’ll be heard. It’s not that they have nothing to say, it’s that they are afraid what they say may not be greeted with listening ears.
They needed some good old fashioned spoiling and what better way to do it than to turn the kitchen into a craft palace? In the spirit of decorating Daddy’s new office, we got to work.
Emotions stirred within me I wasn’t expecting, or prepared for. Nostalgia; a longing I hadn’t felt for years. Not a longing for a childhood past, rather an ache for the grandpa’s I never knew.
Fairly resistant to authority, I did not make mothering me an easy task. It sounds harsh, but sadly, these are the facts.
The pace was steady. An artist’s work would be held up for all to see. The artist would describe their medium or technique then the bidding would start. Each description was pretty average. These were visual artists and they were comfortable letting the piece speak for itself. That all changed when...
Every family needs to know and share their own unique collection of story. It’s essential to family happiness.
Most of those millions of emigrants were desperate people heading into the unknown searching for better luck, and more food. They knew life could be tough, but they knew how to persevere. They were plucky - you can’t keep a good Irishman down.
She was quite well read and always quick with a story. Irish proverbs rolled off her tongue like rain. “Story fills the belly.” “When the storyteller speaks the sun and the clouds stop to listen.”