Christmas 1973

There are no words to describe the love that I feel when I look at this old, decaying Polaroid.  None. Christmas 1973.  Five people who know they can count on each other today, 45 years later.

Mini Me Doesn’t Live Here Anymore

I know why it happens the way it does.  It is so it doesn't break a Mama's heart into a million kazillion pieces all at once-never to be put back together again.  Don't get me wrong,  it did break this Mama's heart, but I learned to live with it.  The day we took Mini Me to Belmont …

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From Zero to Piedmont Park in 5 Days

This was my third kid and I had never taught anyone how to ride a bike.  How had that happened?  I don't remember who taught Mini Me how to ride a bike, but I remember that he was riding, sans training wheels, at age 4, barefoot, and slinging his lightening bolt-paint-job-bicycle in neighbors' yards up …

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In the Gutter

I am re-screening our screened porch - because I know how, and because it needs it badly.  Today, I set out early.  I am beginning to put up the new screen, and that is exciting to me.  Unfortunately, I got a little side tracked.  I had been toying with what to do with the gutter …

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I grew up with a guy named Joe. We had Art class together.  He was younger than I was.  He was cute.  We were both shy. Our relationship was never like that.  Artists have a way of being able to connect with each other when they cannot connect with others.  Joe's sister, Tracy, was in …

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I will admit that there is a part of me that still thinks of Valentine's Day as a Hallmark Holiday; however, I am also willing to admit that I thought that more back when I did not have a Valentine to share it with.  Now, don't get me wrong--we don't get all sappy.  And hell to …

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The Cuckoo’s Nest

...And by 'it', I mean those terribly annoying cosmic forces that sometimes seem to come together, all at once, as one, to work against you and make your day go to hell in a hand bag.....

Sweet Aline

I'm writing this while she is still alive-awful as that statement sounds.  I want her to be able to read the way I feel about her before the inevitable happens-and it will.  We both know it.  My friend, Aline, has ALS. Lou Gehrig's disease.  I was shocked when I found out.  ALS affects more men than …

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She’s Gone

                                                  I gave our dog away today. I have been sitting here crying ever since, even though I know it was the right thing to do.  I gave her to relatives …

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Right is Right Even if No One Else is Doing It….

Would I do it again? Oh hell yes. I did it for my child. And all of the others. It's everyone else who should be living with regret. Right is right even if no one else is doing it.