All through my life I have loved rocking chairs. As I child, I had one permanently situated in the living room of my parent’s home. Of course, with siblings and even family pets, there was a certain competition about who would sit in it and when. But most of the time, there was not a problem. … [Read more...]
The Nursery
When my son was growing up, a gray and brown robin came each year to build her nest above the front porch light. Because this was a regular yearly event, we expected to see her perched on the porch railing holding straw in her mouth. Knowing that Spring was approaching, sometimes I put straw, … [Read more...]
Listen to Your Kids
The first year after John died made me more dependent on others than I was accustomed. Priding myself on making good decisions when we were married, I made mistakes but also many solid choices. As a team, we did a great job planning our life together. With John not a partner anymore, I had to … [Read more...]
You Are An Ironman!
Truly a milestone in our family’s life, the completion of the Ironman race in November 2015, gave even more meaning to my son’s life. … [Read more...]
Alzheimer Terror
LOST. I entered this story, based on the last years of my father’s life, in a writing contest recently. The challenge question was to create a setting when someone was very lost and then found. I witnessed my father’s first time lost and tried to pass on the heartfelt loss he must have felt. … [Read more...]