An exploration of much loved images, family connections and memories.
Not A Cloud In Sight
The sky is blue. Not a cloud in sight. The neighborhood is silent except for the swell and retreat of cicadas in song, the occasional barking of fenced-in dogs, the passing of a car in no particular hurry. A private plane overhead banks and soars. The air is surprisingly sweet and fresh, as though some […]
Rise and Shine
There was cruelty in the way she did it. And no matter how many times I asked her to stop, she refused. But then, there was cruelty in the way she approached many of those she professed to love, and I still feel the sting of her words, and the burn of her unanticipated rages. […]
Comfort Food
It’s mid-winter. It’s Friday. It’s a migraine morning, already. And my week has sucked. That positive attitude? It hasn’t gone underground entirely, but let’s just say I won’t pretend this hasn’t been a nasty few days – with more to come. In fact, I’ll say it again. With feeling. THIS WEEK HAS SUCKED. Ah… better. […]
Fiction
Here are the moments as I live them: Sheets of freezing rain are battering the windows. The chill is bone numbing and I cannot find its source. The thermostat is mysteriously broken again and I flick it, to no avail. As for the noises I was hearing, for now, they’ve stilled. It’s not yet daybreak, […]
My Mother’s Dress
I know this to be my truth: there are moments that take place between a man and a woman that you should never speak of, and they could fill a book, and my mother spoke of them, and I wish she had not. Yet I believed her. Or rather, I believed the depth of her […]
Dead Uncle
I do a double-take. He looks so familiar, but I can’t place him. Fifty-something. Wild curly hair. Animated and grinning. Given that I’m already miffed – and rushed – I let it go, continuing to my car. “Miserable morning,” I mutter to myself, adjusting the heating pad beneath the backs of my legs. Turning over […]
The view from where I sit
It is not the day of her passing, though my mother is much on my mind. She is here, as I pad around the house to the ticking of the wall clock that brings me back to mornings in her kitchen. Today, I write from a chair I rarely use. It is most often the […]
Father’s Day Gifts (Good, Better, Best)
Good gifts Digital SLRs. Flat panel TVs. Exotic watches. Cordless drills, wrench sets, any kind of tools. Grills, golf clubs, silk ties. These are good gifts, aren’t they? Maybe even fabulous gifts? This used to be the lexicon of my month of June – whatever the latest and greatest gifts might be – for the […]
Post Post it Post-its Post
Hey. That Momalom thing. You know. Two babes. Writers. Sisters. A little… um… wacky. Because who reads and comments on more than 100 blogs over the course of 10 days, each day? Who is so inspiring (or nuts) they entice 100 others to do the same? And I don’t mean Blah-g Blah-g Blah-g, either. I […]