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Health, Hope, and Mud-Dung Candy: Living in the Present
I came away from Facebook for a few weeks. I logged back in a few times not because I wanted to, but because I had to log in to some other damn this or that I had linked to (Instagram, … Continue reading
Remembering Dad
My dad, my favorite amateur (as in, non-professional) grammarian, died last week at the age of eighty-six. Dad could, in one breath, chide me for ending a sentence with a preposition and quote Winston Churchill’s famous comment on pedantry. From … Continue reading
Posted in grief, Uncategorized
Tagged daughters, death, family, fathers, parents, pedantry, writing
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Emergency Salads, Tornadoes, and Permanent Cow Fixtures
I realized I cannot stand up and be who and what I need to be without first kneeling and being humble to what I have been given. Continue reading
Posted in faith
Tagged death, faith, family, fragility, life, randomness, time, tornadoes
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A Talking Dog and Choppy Seas
How Saturdays would happen if the Big Blind Dog had language: I awaken and get out of bed. My husband (hereafter known as Dad) is showering so I leave him in peace and head straight for the kitchen. The kitchen … Continue reading
Balloons and Blankets: Honoring My Mother
My daughter had a lovely idea given that we were unable to have any kind of funeral or memorial for my mother. She suggested we have a memorial tribute to Momma in Galveston at the beach. I let my daughter … Continue reading
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Tagged afghan blanket, death, family, grief, memorial, mothers and daughters, poems, poetry, writing
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For Momma – Letter
It was when my daughter was in her most rebellious stage that I called you beyond tears, beyond rage, exhausted and hopeless. I apologized on behalf of myself and my siblings. “For what, honey?” you asked. “For all the crap … Continue reading
