The older she got, the less sure she was about anything. Her children kept telling her she was wrong about nearly everything, from how she cooked a roast or grilled chicken to the Christmas tree ornaments she wanted to place on the tree. She was tired of the constant surveillance of her activities, just because... Continue Reading →
Be Aware of the Legacy You Leave: Weekend Writing Prompt
Sullivan Island, Hilton Head, South Carolina We each leave a heritage, whether it is positive or negative, That will impact the thinking and lives of those we will never meet. It may be a favorite family recipe or wild stories that connect generations, Or will it be the remembrance of accomplishing an impossible feat? We... Continue Reading →
It’s the Unkept Promises that Cause Children’s Hearts to Hurt
I can still hear my father over the phone, making promises to come and spend time with my sister and me. He had a lovely baritone voice, and when he laughed, his whole body seemed to shake with mirth. I adored him, even though I probably only spent ten days of my entire childhood with... Continue Reading →
Children in Their Wonder and Honesty Are a Laugh a Minute
Daily writing promptWhat makes you laugh?View all responses I love the honesty of children! They see the world so differently from adults, mainly because they haven't learned to watch every word for fear of offending one group of people or another. They speak from their hearts, not meaning to hurt feelings but seeking to express... Continue Reading →
Uncles Make the Best Fathers
Daily writing promptDescribe a man who has positively impacted your life.View all responses We called him Uncle Red, and I never learned why he had that nickname. He was the only one of my father's siblings that did not drink alcohol. He worked at the train depot behind where we lived with his sister, our... Continue Reading →
In Your Grandchildren’s Smiles, You Live On!
August 12 is a rough day for me, but it is better now than seventeen years ago when my youngest child, my Black Knight, died after a painful struggle that only he could describe after a heart transplant. He stopped taking his medication. His choice, but I still wish I could have been at home... Continue Reading →
Getting Old is For the Courageous: First Line Friday, March 12, 2021
From Mindlovemisery's Menagerie for First-Line Friday, March 12, 2021 Tamsin’s heart drummed frantically as she tore through her pack, her books, and the messy desk– where was it?! She knows that she placed her lunch in the backpack this morning! Sometimes it seems as if her memory is standing on the sidelines of her life,... Continue Reading →
Saturday Six-Word Story Prompt: Memories
I hug you in my memories. Written for the Saturday Six-Word Story Prompt from My Random Ramblings: Memories. Dedicated to my son, Malcolm (died August 12, 2006) and my sister (died December 19, 1972).
There is No Such Thing as an Eccentric Person
I find it amazing that the people who are most in touch with themselves, who are least likely to worry about what others think of them, and who are not afraid to flout others' expectations of them, are considered to be eccentric, meaning unconventional and slightly strange in their views and behavior. If they are... Continue Reading →
Mommy Will Never Forget You
One of the ways that human beings are wonderfully and marvelous made is our ability to produce memories that extend the moments that we have spent with loved one who died. While after nearly 12 years I still cannot stand at my son's grave for more than five minutes without dissolving into a puddle, I... Continue Reading →
Help from Heaven 