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Thanks to Brett for making that collection of music on a cassette tape and sending it to Alex. He had …
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Debris
Coming on like a southern California windstorm in early spring, forces pounding on my balance, tumbleweeds of old memories flashing …
Rediscovery
I came upon a garden I remembered from so long ago. The weeds had overtaken it. The winds of time …
Mixed Messages
I am from… I am from lovers and losers, From teetotalers and boozers. I am from tobacco gum and hog …
high school memories
Failure High School Chemistry – Law – F Is it yours or mine? That chemistry course I failed in junior …
Anchors A weigh
Stand here, little sailor boys, two by two. Let me tell you what I’m going to do. Forget your home, …
Living Words
I’ve been reflecting on my words lately. The words I’ve written about the death of my son. The words I’ve …
A letter to Beverly
Dear Beverly, The new chapter in your life sounds wonderful! I’m so happy for you. It is amazing how our …
Spirituality
Spirituality, to me, is a belief in someone/something larger than myself, a belief system that lifts me up and pushes …
Finding What Found Me (Reminiscences from a walk on the beach)
I find myself thinking that I have moved to a very different place than I was, even a year ago. …
My Sister, Velda, Queen of The Elms
My sister, Velda, celebrated her 65 birthday at her assisted living facility on Tuesday, January 10. My daughter, Hope, and …
New Chapters
First of all, I’d like to say that I’m sorry if I haven’t been in touch with you for a …
a january morning
January 11, 2012 I hate cold, rainy mornings like this one. Dark, grey sky even before daylight. And I know …
Death Anniversaries
On January 4, I noted the first anniversary of my mother’s death. She died at age 90–no longer able to …
Journeys
Journeys come in phases, I’ve been told. It’s hard to know when one phase begins and one ends. Our thirteen …
Bells
My mother-in-law loved hearing bells on Christmas morning. She remembered her mother ringing bells to wake all the children on …
Painting My Way through Grief
I have always enjoyed art–taking a class here and there throughout my school years. It wasn’t until after the death …
Empty Stocking
Four stockings hang from my mantle—Green for the boys, red for the girls. Fitting for a family of six with …
New Friends
It seemed simple enough. A mother giving her daughter a hug. “I know it was a hard day yesterday.” This …
In The Bleak Mid-Winter
“In the Bleak Mid-Winter” is the name of a hymn, written by Christina Rossetti and often sung at Christmas. It …
Farther Along 