Mom’s Coffee

My hubby fixed his much anticipated morning coffee—"On that new FODMAP diet, can I drink creamer in my coffee? I like my coffee robust, but it's gotta have creamer." Me—"Check the yes list." I sipped my coffee with stevia and no flavored creamer. "Oh, and read the creamer label." My hubby pulled out his phone... Continue Reading →

Mom Giggled

Poor Mom. Her back is giving her "fits." She's been resting in bed this past week. We've been doing everything we can think of to help her manage the pain. I entered her room with supplies, "Time to freeze yourself." Mom lay against her pillows in her queen size bed. "It's that time again?" It's been... Continue Reading →

Mom’s Nose

After locking my apartment door, I fish in my pantry for something to make my bitter nightly medicines go down easier. My Hubby—"How did critique group go?" Me—"Fine." I'm focused on the snack search. I just ate a full dinner, but it's Friday night. I scoop up a spoonful of peanut butter and stick a... Continue Reading →

Mom Finds Doggie-Walk Bags

Our apartment complex provides bright green doggie doo clean-up bags for the owner's convenience, and for the neighbors' delight. Not always used by said owners, gag, but more often than not. The other day, Mom returned from her afternoon walk with a confession ready. Mom poured a cup of coffee, "I went into the office today."... Continue Reading →

Mom Sees Jewels

In our apartment's kitchen, Mom stood in front of the granite counter, near the sink. She poured her morning coffee. "When you get the chance, come and see something. I just found a jewel. I've never seen it before. It's really pretty, it looks like a diamond." "A diamond?" Did I lose a diamond? At... Continue Reading →

Mom’s Eyebrow

Mom had an effective form of correction in our family—Her Eyebrow. When we detected the Eyebrow...we knew what came next. Punishment or discipline (whatever word you choose to use), loss of privileges, no dessert, etc. My sister and I still discuss The Eyebrow, and we are both Over The Hill. Mom—"When you were two years-old... Continue Reading →

Mom Finds Change

Mom returned from her afternoon walk in the complex and trash collecting with her reacher. Mom— "Look what I found. They were just laying around next to the sidewalk—.59 cents." My hubby's eyes widened, he tucked in his lips and his shoulders shook. Me— "Well, how nice." Mom— "I'd like to donate these coins to... Continue Reading →

Mom Sees Clouds

Mom and I have a comfort-custom of purchasing a milkshake and breakfast sandwich post doctor or dentist appointments. Did I mention yet that she treats me for transportation costs? This particular visit came in the midst of a 50% possibility of rain showers. Mom loves it when our reservoirs are filled for the summer. Mom—"Look... Continue Reading →

Mom Reads Signs

Mom, a non-driver for her entire life, reads signs out loud to us—one of her favorite pastimes while riding in our car's backseat next to her walker. (My sweet mom's hearing is a little decreased, too). #caregiver Here’s a portion of our conversation on the way home from the restaurant tonight— Mom: “Pick and Pull?... Continue Reading →

Book Launch!

Another short story published in an Inspire #Anthology is humbling. I enjoy friendship with some of the people in the group, and being a part of this book with talented writers in the region. Message to "future" writers—grab courage, override your shaking hands and knocking knees to join a writer's society, a critique group...then go... Continue Reading →

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