by Bunny Terry | Feb 5, 2021 | Uncategorized
If you’ve read my book, Lifesaving Gratitude, you know that advocacy was the answer to my malaise after my treatment wound down. And you know that the Cancer Foundation for New Mexico is my greatest passion. It’s an organization with a mission of helping...
by Bunny Terry | Jan 15, 2021 | Uncategorized
One of my frequent affirmations is this: Let me be the answer to someone’s prayers today. It’s easy to forget that we are all just walking each other home, as Ram Dass said so eloquently. Especially right now when we’re so divided, when anger and...
by Bunny Terry | Dec 21, 2020 | Uncategorized
It’s that time of year. The time when all my more organized friends and my supremely organized sister send out their Christmas cards. (Insert eye roll from a most ungracious me here.) I’m feeling so overwhelmed. I’m working on this website. Writing Amazon copy for the...
by Bunny Terry | Nov 4, 2020 | Uncategorized
It’s the morning after the 2020 election and I’ve spent the last half hour trying to think of who to call for a pep talk. I thought of Glena, but her family suffered a tragedy on Monday. I thought of Shelley, but she spent yesterday working the polls and I know she’ll...
by Bunny Terry | Oct 20, 2020 | Uncategorized
Today I’m grateful for my maternal grandparents. Who were they and what’s their story? How did they get to New Mexico? They met in Seymour, Texas, where tall, lean, blue-eyed Frank Ayres courted Myrtle for a series of Sundays in 1913 and 1914, taking her out in a...
by Bunny Terry | Oct 15, 2020 | Uncategorized
Anna Quindlen wrote a great little book several years ago with the title “A Short Guide to a Happy Life.” The book is one of my favorite gifts to give -it’s exactly 50 pages of her inspiring prose and beautiful photos of people living their very ordinary but full...
Bunny Terry is a native New Mexican who grew up on a farm in northeastern New Mexico. Her first writing job was typing stories on index cards on her family’s Underwood, stories that were uncannily like the ones she read over and over in O Ye’ Jigs and Julips, her favorite childhood book. No one thought to save those index cards for posterity, although there is the theory sarcastically circulated by her siblings that they will certainly be worth millions someday. 