I tried to give Mom something to look forward to. After Dad passed, I promised I would take her anywhere she desired. Being a world traveler, I imagined what she would choose. Her first response [Read more...]
A thirteen-year-old girl, maybe fourteen but most certainly not more than sixteen…the chosen one? Not a gal from a wealthy family. Not a gal with a prominent Dad or a PTA president Momma, but she does [Read more...]
At the words, “Want to go for a ride?” I leap at the chance to fuel my love of fast. Confession— the number of speeding tickets/warnings I’ve accumulated over the years just might need two hands to be [Read more...]
Jett and I used to play a game of happy/sad as he toddled. He thought it hilarious for me to say “happy” and we both grinned, and then “sad” and we made a frowny face. Faster and faster we went until [Read more...]
After a slow four-year decline, we lost my Dad last fall--the hardest day of my life. Upon retirement, Mom and Dad traveled the globe, never tiring of adventure and viewing the beauty of worlds [Read more...]
The night storm slams rain onto the lonely highway, shooting his lightning daggers near. In an instant, the world reverts to slow-motion, tires leave the pavement and spin me 360-degrees. Losing [Read more...]
Ever notice how the pace of mall shoppers escalates the closer Christmas looms? No leisurely window shopping for these folks. Not to mention the horn honking congestion and zooming to beat someone to [Read more...]
The holidays make loss sharper. The blade twists as the seats at the Thanksgiving table shrink. The head of the table sits empty and the end is graced by the preacher as he alone presides over dinner. [Read more...]
I lost my beloved Dad last week. His burgundy recliner seems all wrong without his snowy white hair peeking above it as I approach from behind. And his office desk with scattered papers strewn across [Read more...]
She spins up to me like a whirling dervish, accusing me of wrongdoing, and whirls back out as quickly as she came. Dumbfounded, I stare after her, mouth agape. No ready defense in my pocket. No, [Read more...]