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She never wore red, although it was her favorite color. But when she died, her coffin was draped with red roses, soft as velvet. And so in the end, dressed in a soft pink housecoat, she wore red and I stood over her casket in black with a red leather purse...
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In mid August I spent some time in a local Behavioral Health Hospital due to the sudden onset of severe panic attacks. I continue to write about it as a way of processing the experience. Every new arrival receives the same tour – here’s...
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Photo Source: HERE. The neighbor’s dog killed our kitten. He’s an old speckled hunting hound who hobbles painfully through a large fenced yard. Our kids feed him handfuls of bone shaped biscuits through the fence and run back and forth calling his name. ...
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Our kids enjoying ice cream on the porch swing. We are not on vacation. It’s the last day of spring and my husband’s off from work. The sky is pale blue like fine china swirled with bits of white. The sun has swallowed a...
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He stood on one side of the wide doorway, between the cafeteria and cafe, and I sat on the other with my twin boys. An old man, he was drawn in by my little boys’ antics, “Sweet,” he called them. Right there he opened the story of his life, his...
