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Are Women Friends Important ?: Let’s Celebrate International Women’s Day!

International Women's Day

How important are women friends to you? That’s has been rolling around in my head all day as I get notifications on my phone that today is International Women’s Day! Here’s what I think!

My whole life my mom had women friends that she counted on. At first, there was Mokey McMillan, the wife of my dad’s best friend, Roy McMillan. Moving out to a small ranching community, Mokey welcomed her as a newlywed and helped her learn the ropes in a small tight-knit community.

Later, Helen Waldroup became one of the women Mom confided in—a best friend. They worked side-by-side at many events in Branson. They gave each other perms and spent hours together, just visiting. I watched this relationship and marveled.

As Mom grew older, Betty Clark and Rose Ward were women she depended on. Betty lived across the street, so they visited each other easily, sharing recipes and kitchen ingredients when needed. Rose sat on the porch with Mom, drinking beer or Tequila Rose and toasting people as they drove by. She kept up friendships to the end.

When her dear sister, Willa Urbanoski, moved closer to her, they became inseparable, enjoying trips to town to shop or times together laughing and reminiscing about their earlier lives.

Mom showed me her whole life the value of women friends.

As a child and young adult, I had girlfriends who hold special places in my memory. Kay McMillan and I were the two girls in our four-person class. We started kindergarten together and went on to share a room for the first semester of our freshman year at Trinidad State Junior College.

I would also add Kay’s sister, Mona, and Jill Clark to my list of girlfriends in my growing up years. But I also had other girlfriends: Janie Gilstrap, Audrey Green and Georgia Anne Doherty. And one of my original girlfriends was my first cousin Joanne Doherty who I spent many holidays and family gatherings with!

When I moved to Loveland, Colorado in the mid-70s, these women beauticians welcomed me into the beauty salon world there: Barb Long and her daughter, Cindy. Cindy became my party-partner during a crazy time of my life, but she accepted me totally.

When I went to the university at 28 years old, Eloise Keeney became a mainstay after a tumultuous divorce. We both were English majors and met in the computer lab for the English department where we worked. I laughed at our size difference: she was near six feet tall; me a short five foot three. Her hilarious humor kept me going through this major life change.

Rhonda Sandoval, my teammate at Washington Middle School, has stayed one of the key women in my life since 1991. Also, Rebecca Betzen! We taught together and have been life-long friends! In fact, we had lunch last Thursday with Rhonda’s mother to keep in touch after my move.

Rhonda has gone through the loss of my parents with me; Rebecca, the loss of my mom. In fact, these two women appeared surprisingly at my mom’s funeral in Trinidad, Colorado —about 200 miles from Albuquerque. That’s the kind of women they are and the friendship we have.

My Wedding to Lin & My Women Friends

Our Wedding Party - women

When Lin and I married, our wedding was totally unconventional. He had two best men! I had eleven women stand up with me: Lynn Hafer, Nora Creed, Freddie Franks, Mary Jo Smith, Christy Ortega, Rhonda Sandoval, Rebecca Betzen, Sheri Pastian, Cecilia Pounds, Lorraine Hogan and Carolyn Schaeffer.

All of these women played an important role in my life over the years through traveling, square dancing, teaching and recovery.

I Met With Two More Women Last Week

My Raton students - women

Last week, I met with two of students from Raton Middle School who are now in their late 40s—I call them my “Raton Girls.” I taught them in the eighth grade, and we have stayed connected over the years. These two younger women bless me so! What beautiful women they have grown up to be—giving back to the community through their jobs and their lives!

Finally,

Today’s the day to celebrate the women in your life. What a delightful time I’ve had looking at my history of women friends. How rich and what a blessing they all have been! Take a moment to cherish those special relationships you have right now!

If you don’t have one woman you can call right now, make that a priority for this next year and check in with me!


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Day 27 – AutoFiction: Fiction Based on a Part of My Life Story!

Two women talking - AutoFiction

Autofiction really is a genre in the world of books today, but many people have never heard of it. I embraced it before I knew what it was!

Jane Friedman, an expert in the literary world today, tell us:

“Short for autobiographical fiction, autofiction uses elements of autobiography and fiction to examine decisive aspects of the writer’s life. The writer then melds these realities with fictional plot elements, characters and events in a way that often reads like memoir or autobiography. With the lines of fact and fabrication blurred, readers are engaged in wondering what’s real, what isn’t, and how they can figure out which is which.”

https://janefriedman.com/the-how-when-and-why-of-writing-autofiction

In 2016, I joined NaNoWriMo (National Novel Writing Month) in November because I had a story I had to tell. At the time, I didn’t know the name of the genre—I just knew this was the best way for me to tell this. The subject matter stung: my incest story. Also, add to this formula Trump won the election November 8, and I deeply knew from my injured self he was a perpetrator. That ignited my writing back that month, and I ended up with over 50,000 words by the end of November—the word count goal of every writer in NaNoWriMo.

I couldn’t wait to revise this book and get it out in the world. Feeling that I had a message to share on the travesty and the healing possible, I started the work.

Then a book deal fell into my lap to write the biography of the most famous square dance caller in the world, Marshall Flippo, and I couldn’t let it go. Flippo was in his late 80s and dancers clamored for this book, so away I went down that avenue. My autofiction book got pushed to the background!

Nine years later with more intense healing for my incest issues over those years, the Epstein files came front and center. In talking with my therapist, I shared that they were a trigger but not like before. I had moved to action—I wanted to be an advocate for survivors. We brainstormed ideas: a website and the power of it. Then it dawned on me—my book might help someone who survived incest.

So, that’s my next book project even though I just published my second book in a five-book poetry series. I mulled over trying to publish book #3 and the autofiction together. After a conversation with my book coach, Derek Doepker and the group, I realized I have to focus on this book now because of its relevance.

My book is written in two voices: Ellie and Laura. Two women tell their stories back and forth, chapter by chapter. So far, the working title is Eye Witness to Life or Eye Witness to Healing because Ellie, her husband and Laura’s husband all receive healing as they watch Laura go through the grueling discovery and healing of her incest issues.

So, here’s the first scene from this book:

People call me Ellie—my given name is Ellen Marie.

I have been an eye witness to much in my life—losses that ripped my heart a part. I lost three key people within three years in my teenage years.

 Dad died in a tragic car accident, then my mom drank herself to death after he died. I pride myself that I stood by my mom during her time of need. I was an eye witness to her death, holding her hand as she drew her last breath. Even as a teenager, death didn’t frighten me. It felt like a privilege to stand at her bed. My sister, Susie, and I shared that poignant moment. 

At the same time, my high school sweetheart was killed in a car crash. These losses drove the rest of my life.

The hardest loss of my life happened when I lost a child during a hard pregnancy. I had one child and then had three miscarriages afterwards. I carried the last one for six and a half months and thought my little boy was safe, but not.

Then I stood by while a dear friend took her last breath, dying young at fifty-nine years old of cancer. She had become a surrogate mother for me. The hospice nurse led those of us standing around her bed through the death process, step by step. After that experience, I respected our body’s magnificent system of dying.

Life has been a succession of losses and pain; however, the following scene ripped my heart a part once again and changed my life forever.

© 2026 Horner Publishing Company. All rights reserved. 


I know this is a hard topic but we must be honest about it and share our stories. For too long it has been ignored. Ellie’s friendship plays a big part in the Laura’s subsequent healing and her own. Do you have friends like that? Are you a friend like that?

I have not finished the website yet, if you are interested, email me at larada@icloud.com and I will let you know when it goes live. It will be a safe place to convene, tell our stories and support each other.

Larada Horner-Miller - AutoFiction
Yes, it’s a hard topic, but we need to talk! WE HAVE TO TALK!

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Cecilia Pounds:  Another Strong Women to Celebrate This Month

Cecilia Pound's Service Pamphlet

Cecilia Pounds came into my life through square dancing with Duke City Singles and Doubles Square Dance Club, another strong woman to celebrate for Women’s History Month. We held offices in the club at the same time when I first joined. I was secretary; I’m not sure what office Cecilia (known to most of us as CeCe) held. This relationship continued from 1994 until she died in 2022! What an amazing time we had!

We shared similarities in our childhoods and past lives. We were both divorced, but Cecilia had four daughters. She and I both taught school for Albuquerque Public Schools. CeCe taught Special Education.

We both had small town roots. Cecilia grew up in Groom, Texas and took a group of our girlfriends on a tour of the town on one of their outings. For those of you who don’t know, “It is on Interstate 40 (Historic Route 66) 42 miles (68 km) east of Amarillo and 215 miles (346 km) west of Oklahoma City.”

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Groom,_Texas

Hovering over the town is a giant cross, “A 19-story cross erected by The Cross of Our Lord Jesus Christ Ministries. . .”

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Groom,_Texas#Giant_cross

I had passed that cross for many years with my ex-husband driving to Oklahoma City but didn’t know Cecilia’s connection to it. CeCe was so proud of it. Being on the plains, she grew up on a farm and had wonderful stories and connections to the land. We connected over love and concern for our family farms/ranches over the years.

Duke City Singles and Doubles Square Dance Club at the Single Fling, May 4, 2013 - Cecilia
Cecilia is identified to the right with an arrow!

In 1995, I co-chaired the Single Fling that we took over from the Swinging Singles Square Dance Club. Cecilia was a part of the committee, too. The first year we made $50 and felt good about that.

In 1996, I chaired the event, asking Cecilia to be my co-chair and we grew that festival to be so profitable we gave the staff bonuses. This had never been done before! Cecilia suggested that idea to our committee a couple years before we adopted it. Right there you can see her generous nature.

One year at the Single Fling we had an elderly woman from Oklahoma collapse on the dance floor. We called the ambulance, and CeCe went to the hospital with her, giving up dancing at the festival that weekend. She felt this was her co-chairman responsibility.

Sadly, the woman died before her son could make it to Albuquerque. Cecilia had called the son and arranged to meet him half between Albuquerque and the city in Oklahoma where he lived. Even though his mother had died, he wanted to come and address the dancers Saturday night at the dance. She took such great care of him.

As a team, Cecilia and I (with our committee) grew the Single Fling to be a major square dance event in the Southwest with twenty-four squares and more during our heyday.

Ten past presidents of Duke City Singles and Doubles Square Dance Club, Cecilia
Cecilia is second from left – Ten past presidents of Duke City Singles and Doubles Square Dance Club

Cecilia had been president of Duke City Singles and Double Square Dance Club in the past and had strongly supported the weekly event.

In 2013, Lin and I were on our way to the airport. I had just retired and he bought me a relaxing package in San Diego, California. She told him Duke City needed him. They would fold if they didn’t find people to be president and treasurer. She and I had nudged him on this topic for a while, but this felt urgent. He agreed to be president and I took over treasurer, knowing he would put his heart and soul into the position.

Because of her belief in him and urgings, he took Duke City from 27 members to 92 five years later when he stepped down and had others take over. Her belief in Lin brought our dance club back to life. We had an amazing time with all these new members. All because of CeCe!

In 2002, CeCe, Wanda and Kathi returned from the Single Square Dancers USA’s annual festival, Dance-a-Rama, with a mission. They wanted to host that event in Albuquerque in 2003. Their demand: I had to chair it! So, guess who I asked to be the co-chair? CeCe!

To promote the event, the committee traveled to various single square dance events around the country. CeCe had a daughter who worked for Southwest so she flew stand-by and could get a couple outfits and a slip into a carry-on suitcase which fascinated me! How did she do that?

On one trip, CeCe gathered together all the crazy comments that had been flung around during our time together working on our Dance-a-Rama. We laughed and laughed at her collection and they gained momentum as the time passed. I borrowed her list and created a t-shirt for each member of the committee as a thank you! Again, CeCe’s influence!

We put on “one of the best” Dance-a-Rama’s in the history of the event. I never remember seeing CeCe much that weekend. She did her tasks and I did mine. I never had to worry about her completing what she had listed, and often she took on more than her co-chair tasks.

Hot August Nights Committee, Cecilia
Cecilia second from the left

In 2007, three couples and a local caller and his wife took over a failing square dance event in Albuquerque, and I chaired it. Immediately, we lost the caller and his wife the first year, so I asked Cecilia to join us the second year, and she continued as long as she could!

Again, CeCe influenced how we dealt with this profitable event. Immediately, she suggested we donate an item of need to the Albuquerque Square Dance Center where we held the event. This became a yearly tradition for our event, so over the eighteen years we have donated thousands of dollars to the dance hall.

As we grew with Cecilia’s help, we moved this event to become another major event in the Southwest, Hot August Nights. In 2019, we had twenty-two squares—our biggest for this event!

ASDC Board, March 21, 2015, Cecliia
Cecilia first on the right. I have my hand on her arm. Pictured with the famous Marshall Flippo

CeCe and I served on the ASDC board together for many years. Any position she held she did all she could and was dedicated to our dance hall.

Cecilia Pounds
CeCe at a holiday party

For the majority of the time we worked together, I never saw CeCe as much older than me. At some point, I realized she was eighteen years older and saw her aging. Suddenly, she seldom attended Duke City Singles and Doubles because of medical issues. She had been my right-hand, my go-to gal for so many years—her absence weighed heavy on my heart when I’d scan the dancers on Friday night and she wasn’t there.

Sadly, Cecilia passed away July 23, 2022 and an era came to an end, but her influence continues. After CeCe passed, Hot August Nights continued to donate to the dance hall and in the year she passed, we donated in her name.

I remember her laugher, her reliable support of me in any endeavor of mine and her commitment to her love—square dancing, our club, our events and our dance hall. Outside of the dance world, I also remember Cecilia’s deep love for her daughters and her family. Two daughters who live in Albuquerque built a house with a special casita for her to live out her last years!



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