And so it's time for the pages on the calendar that carry me away to a paradoxical place for a couple of days. The days that are so full of emotion and good and hard things that it's difficult to reconcile them all together in my one heart and mind. February 10, 2007 My baby,… Continue reading The Next Couple of Days
Tag: HospitalStay
Breathe, Shirley
It's been over a year and a half since my dearfriend had her out-patient procedure. The one that gave us the words that we go back to and use with each other so much. Breathe, Shirley. She went in to have the procedure and was put under anesthesia. She doesn't remember a thing until she started waking up. … Continue reading Breathe, Shirley
Binks, Smiles, and the Joy From Within
Last week there was a little fella around here who is absolutely, slap dab adorable. There were also two others here I love who are handsome. But the little one--adorable. Because when they are under two, you can get away with calling little fellas adorable. After that, not so much. My nephews. My brother and his family were here,… Continue reading Binks, Smiles, and the Joy From Within
Sunday’s Coming, But It’s Different for Everyone
Saturday. It's been on my mind all day today, what with today being, well, you know, Saturday. And tomorrow being Easter. And I'm wondering what that first Saturday was like, the one after the horrors and sadness of the day before. I usually do that every year about this time. I think about the day… Continue reading Sunday’s Coming, But It’s Different for Everyone
February 10–Frozen in Time
I write tonight so tomorrow can be all about him. All about what happened seven years ago. Instead of the same night one year ago. I write tonight because it was a Sunday, a beautiful Sunday in February that my Mama went on up to The House. To see her dear grandmother whom she never stopped… Continue reading February 10–Frozen in Time
Laundry duty
I didn't have anything appropriate to wear to my Mama's funeral. I couldn't wear the black dress I'd worn to my Great Aunt's almost three years before. Mama HATED the color black and with good reason, so just no. I didn't think the denim skirt she'd asked me to wear to Daddy's would work either. … Continue reading Laundry duty
Overwhelmed by Question Marks
This morning at the grocery store, I worked my way through, thankful that they have restocked the shelves since the rush on groceries earlier this week before the snow hit. I was standing in front of the Chobani Greek yogurt cups that I get for my crew, when I realized that a quiet, elderly woman… Continue reading Overwhelmed by Question Marks
The Cup of Coffee
I didn't want to write about this tonight.Seriously, I've spent much of today debating myself about it. So much so that I have a headache (which could be non-related, but still). I have other things to share. 80's music at a skate rink and a turtle shell-inspired story. Good stuff, right?But my heart says no. Tomorrow… Continue reading The Cup of Coffee
Because I Kept Breathing
Today the writing prompt for our Rising Bloggers group was "Something your body has taught you." You can find other posts on this topic here. The night that the Fella came and got me on my evening walk in August of 2009, my whole world changed in that instant. I went from being a wife,… Continue reading Because I Kept Breathing
Finding Strength in Moments of Weakness
As I sat on the hospital bed, the sun had begun to set. The room, filled with light just a half hour before, began to darken. How many sunsets had I sat through in this very hospital waiting for the darkness--with Daddy, with Mama, and with Miss B? Too many. Far too many. Last night… Continue reading Finding Strength in Moments of Weakness
I Might Need A Nap 