Mother’s day is a day of mixed emotions for me. I have the most wonderful son. I’m proud to be his mother. But, I also lost my mom a decade ago and it never stops hurting. I’d love to shop for a gift for her. I’d love to […]
Easter brings, springs up, fond memories. I don’t recall a rainy Easter day. Although my birthday, which is coming up shortly, is almost always rainy. Easter egg hunts were a delightful time in which my son just ran and ran giggling while he picked up stuff from the […]
She hardly ever went out to that spot. But today she felt a great compulsion to do so. She was inexplicably drawn to the chair and followed the directions from her inner voice. She sat down and grabbed some snow. She breathed it in. She looked up to […]
Let me state from the outset. I can cook. I can follow a recipe. I can improvise a bit. I just choose to not cook these days. Or rather it’s a bit hard to in my NYC apartment and I don’t push it. Now, with that out of […]
My mother was an extremely superstitious person. She also was a prankster. Today, April 1st, combines both of those qualities of hers. For me, today serves as a day of remembrance. First, let me start out with a shout out to “Rabbit, Rabbit”. On the first of every […]
My son has some very interesting opinions. He is a bit stubborn as well. He gets that from me. Thus, I can’t readily complain about that characteristic. He is also quite warm and funny with some good comedic timing. He’s all that and more. As he is now […]
This past year, or I suppose last year, I had a moment where I kept expecting my mom to call me. It, of course, couldn’t happen since my mother has been gone for a while. It was an extremely odd feeling to wait for her call. I so […]
I had a plan for coherency. The plan was shredded by a dog. I had a new path to the winterland. The new path was spat on by cave dweller. Had a new game thought through but no one came to play. They just wanted to poke holes […]
Growing up, I didn’t really look forward to Sundays. In an odd way, I still don’t. But for entirely different reasons. I’ll get to that in a bit as I tend to wander in and out of my stories. Not everything needs to be linear. Back to childhood […]
Eleven years ago today my mom departed this earth. Eleven years. The grief is not any less. The sting is not any less sharp. Fittingly it’s ground hog day. My mom liked the day. She would try to predict what Punxsutawney Phil would predict. We also loved the […]
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