During my vacation, I wandered the streets like a vagabond, and by the fourth day, I summoned the courage to talk with one of the real street people. This is part 2 of my conversation with Susan.
It has been 4 years since I lost my sister Linda and I haven’t written about her until now. It is an appropriate season to break my writing silence about her since she loved the holidays.
Dear Mom, Another Mother’s Day has come and gone, and I still can’t believe I couldn’t hug and kiss you, give you a mushy card, and a box of Godiva’s. You know the tradition in the church on Mother’s Day, when they pass out pink carnations to women who still have a living mother, and white to […]
Immediately following the death of our dog, Zoe, we took respite at a local restaurant. We couldn’t bear to face the emptiness of our dog-less home. We weren’t hungry, and reassured the server that our tears and poor intake were not from dissatisfaction with the food. She said she had recently made the gut-wrenching decision to re-home her dog, and understood our […]