I’ve been having a hard time deciding what to blog about lately. I rarely have writers block, but this has been a long stretch, about 10 days, and I’m wondering what the problem is. There are unlimited topics to discuss, yet nailing one down and running with it appears to be a difficulty. Am I…
Mother is eighty-three now. She has spent the past thirteen years in a wheelchair, unable to read a book or speak her mind. Unable to be the girl she used to be. Jackie was a trouper when us kids were growing up. The mother of seven, a wife forever, an old fashioned homemaker. She loved…
There seems to be a promise of spring in the air lately. Cherry trees are blooming, tulips are popping up, and temperatures are mild. Yet, I hold out for Buttercups. Nothing says spring like those brightly painted, happy little wild flowers, picked by the fist-fulls as kids. They are the official stamp of spring in…
There is a lot of talk about cleansing these days. It’s supposed to help prevent cancer and all kinds of medical issues. But cleansing is just as important for the mind as it is for the body, most specifically, noise cleansing. There was a time when the sounds of the city were woven into the…
As I nestle into the 50’s, I’ve noticed some rather disturbing likenesses between my parents and myself. Now, they are in their 80’s and are therefore expected to have less than reliable memories and knees and hips requiring repairs. It’s also normal to see them throw ten or twenty pills down in a twenty four hour…
There was a time when Valentine’s Day meant slipping coyly between the sheets wearing skimpy bits of satan and lace after a glass or two of champagne and a heart shaped box of Sees’ Chocolates. Those were the days, weren’t they? Remember how it was before babies? When we were young and firm and everything was right where…