Dad and Me 1960

Father’s Day 2020- My Dad was born into The Greatest Generation. WW2 Army Air Corp veteran, trained to be a pilot, loved to fly, ended up an airplane mechanic. Long story there, and I’ll be writing about him in my creative non-fiction series. I was the youngest, born into a blended family, in the 1950s….

Memorial Day 2020-Reflection

My dad. I post about Mom on my website, Facebook, and Instagram often but it’s Dad’s turn. #MemorialDay2020 #Veterans @ArmyAirCorps He was born into The Greatest Generation. WW2 veteran, Army Air Corp, trained to be a pilot, loved to fly, ended up an airplane mechanic. Long story there, and I’ll be writing about it in…

Thoughts of Mama

Yesterday, was one year since I said goodbye to you, Mama. I wanted to write about our goodbye, and decided I didn’t have the words. I understood your struggle more. #Alzheimers But, I thought of you all day. Thought of what I should write about you. Thought of your kind and gentle ways. Thought of…

Bittersweet Christmas

#angelsmile #WINGS #christmascovered My favorite holiday, my favorite season. I love everything about it, especially since it’s Jesus’ birthday celebration. When my kids were young, I always baked Him a birthday cake. Mourning influences my thoughts and mood this Christmas. Not just because the cake is now a gluten-free, and sugar-free pie or cookie. Mom is…

Persistent Heart

#balloons #pets #Alzheimers One day, we decided Mom’s pet balloon-heart needed to go in the trash heap. After eight months, the heart’s helium had gone and left it deflated. Mom reminisced about her favorite balloon antics. “Heart drifted over me and touched my face with her ribbon. Remember when she hid behind my bed? I’d…

Grammie’s Principle

My daughter flew in for a quick visit with her two grandmothers. She surprised her Gram for her birthday, and Grammie (my Mom) benefited from the plan. A few of us gathered in Mom’s room for a chat. The subject of clumsiness came up—a few of us are incident-prone. “I remember one day at high…

Non-Mundane Story

I’m elated for my short story in Short and Sweet Goes Fourth going to print in August. The reactions and comments from readers satisfy my heart. The setting is during a lunchtime break at a building project in Mexico. In the midst of that ordinary day, something unexpected is discovered and spins the mundane into…

Mom’s MRI Questions

Mom’s two-hour trash-pick-up-walks had trickled to treks to the bathroom or kitchen. She hunched over her walker, and said it was painful to be more upright. Her Physician’s Assistant listened to my concerns. “Do you think she fell?” “That’s possible. Her memory is sketchy and confused at times, so it’s difficult to get accurate info…

Water and Tonic

Laundry, almost done. Check. Finish up with Mom’s sheets. After scanning my list at the kitchen counter, I glanced out the patio slider. Several wildfires were burning in our state, and one was near enough to cast a peachy light. Triple digits again today. Will this heatwave never end? The birdbath on our patio was dry,…

Reflect or Regret? Part 5-Plans

As a silver-haired person, I retain the privileges of Reflection or Regrets. I’ve earned this right through years of trials, temptations, and choices. My journal excerpt—Reflect on Plans. A few years post-divorce, COBRA for my healthcare neared its end, and I needed to become my sole supporter. “Where there’s a will, there’s a way.” Being…