Category: Care-Giving
The Last Chapter
Beginnings always have endings. This is not hidden from us. We understand that there is birth and there is death but the understanding does little to prepare us for the day our loved ones depart this place. The last chapter of my care-giving journey… Read More →
A Momster Calls
She’s calling for me again… I’m halfway through my coffee – argh! Drink it down like a shot of courage and get on with it. Coffee! It’s the most exciting thing in my life right now. One shouldn’t consume a stimulant when struggling with… Read More →
The Language of the Heart
Lately, I’ve been thinking a lot about time. How memories begin to fade out and disassemble as life becomes more transparent. The promises of youth, once so full of life and expectation, now lay on the ground like spent leaves waiting in a vain… Read More →
Time and Space
“Do you know why the barber’s pole has blue and red stripes?”. That was the question he’d asked us that prompted what turned out to be a thoroughly enjoyable conversation. A conversation between four strangers, on a random afternoon, at an empty park, surrounded… Read More →
Shadow Lands
It’s been a few weeks since my last post. I swore to myself that I was going to do a post a week but life does make it difficult. Writing is my only outlet. The only corner of my existence where the fresh air… Read More →
Meat, Lies, and Cardiogate
As a child my diet was atrocious. I was raised on the Standard American Diet. It was packaged, processed, “fast”, and loaded with sugar and vegetable oils in all their inglorious forms. I rarely ate any type of meat. My twenty-something year old body… Read More →
Of Mice and Chicks
Pangur Bán. An odd name for an odd cat. He was an unplanned adoption. I entered the hardware supply store in search of plants, pots, and soil and left with a beautiful white cat with magical eyes of blue and green. “It’s Pangur Bán!… Read More →
I’m Sorry
[Ding] I’m here. I grab my purse, tell Mom I’ll be back in about an hour, and run out the door. It’s ridiculous how excited I get when I have an opportunity to leave the house – to go grocery shopping no less. Not… Read More →
Oatmeal for the Soul
I hear her feet softly shuffle towards my door. I close my eyes and pretend I am still asleep even though I’ve been awake in dreamy contemplation for the last hour. My thoughts often float to my husband as the cold of the morning… Read More →
Third Incarnation
Hello? Is it me you’re looking for? So goes the once popular 1980s song that popped into my head just now. Lately, my mind plugs in song lyrics for every situation I find myself in like some sort of AI directing and guiding my… Read More →
