Today I had my first moment of true grief for the passing of our 'puppy' Squirt. The house has grown quieter without our crazy noisy grey - but she will never be forgotten. And that is what I realized today when I was in the garden weeding and working to prepare it for another season. … Continue reading Goodbye Girl
pa·ri·ah[puh-rahy-uh];noun1. an outcast. 2. any person or animal that is generally despised or avoided.It was a little more than one year ago, in late March that I received a message that confirmed all I'd suspected, all I knew to be true but did not want to acknowledge. Gordon's phone call was the dose of reality … Continue reading Pariah
My mother spent much of my childhood in her room, with the shades drawn, noise kept at a level quieter than a whisper, and my siblings and I were left to fend for ourselves.Even the lightest knock at her door was met with a weeping "What do you want?" and we small children felt a … Continue reading Brain Disease
On occasion, when I'm milling about Old Town or on campus, I am approached by people who mistake me as my sister due to the sound of my voice, the melody of my laughter, the manner in which I walk or the similarities in our facial features. Though we live in a somewhat small town, … Continue reading Mistaken Identity
I do believe that my daughter will do more to heal the wounds of my soul that were and are inflicted during my youth than any therapy could... I am a very lucky mama.
Tonight, my heart broke and my soul shattered when all I could do was hold my daughter and cry with her as she wailed "I don't want pictures of AunT, I want HER!"Me too baby girl... me too.
Speak when you are angryand you will make the best speechyou will ever regret.~Ambrose BierceThe last time I spoke with my father was in June of 2010; once the toils and turmoil of AunT's passing, her funeral, memorial service and the emotional tsunami associated with her death began to subside. It was not a cleansing … Continue reading Last Words