There's no generation of women before me to consult, For I am the matriarch of the family, the oldest female. It's a role I embrace joyfully, as healer, the wiper of tears, And as the repository of ancient stories by which I was regaled. Written for the D'Verse Quadrille #121 from D'verse Poets Pub. The... Continue Reading →
Douglas's kids and Douglas and me on our wedding day 16 years ago. They are my forever loves, too. Their father was quite the catch, But I wasn't sure if of me they approved. So, when they embraced me with much love, I was so happy and deeply moved. They'd come to trust that I... Continue Reading →
My parents had a strange way of raising us kids. Where most parents keep kids under tight leashes, mine gave us unusual freedoms. When the adults were chanting the mantra, “keep it clean”, mine chanted, “pick it up off the floor and eat it to build your street immunities.” At an age when most caregivers... Continue Reading →
Help from Heaven 