Paddling Toward Peace
Today I will lay him to rest, scattering his ashes in this extraordinarily beautiful setting.
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Old Dog, New Tricks
As soon as Alan Baker walked through the door, he knew he was in trouble. There was a less-than-subtle sign…
Sometimes I Feel Like Chernobyl
I wanted to plug my ears. I wanted to run away. I wanted the floor to open up and swallow me…
Out of Kilter
I long for that boring state of alignment that I can rely on sharing with those around me…
Cogito ergo sump
I used to teach.
I will always be a ‘daughter of’, though Mom and Dad are now gone. I will always be a wife and mother. I write too.
Denise
When I was a little kid, my mom would sit on my bed and play with my hair or tickle my back as she tucked me in at night.
An Inch of Life
Markus stood by the closed gate. The airport had been busy that day. He had arrived in plenty of time, gone to the lounge, read the paper.
Exploring Canyons
The gully behind my aunt and uncle’s new house intrigued me. It was deep and wild, and resembled a small canyon, with lots of wooded areas for city children…
Modern Medical Miracles
Our emotions are raw Kept tightly wrapped We talk of friends, the weather Never, what if………… Waiting this time is like watching for a birth