Tag Archives: mom

Ham and hallelujahs

My mom knew how to make holidays special. Though she tired of being the holiday magician, it was a way to hold her family together and pass on the traditions she had internalized. These traditions, even the ones that didn’t … Continue reading

Posted in Uncategorized | Tagged , , , , , , , | 3 Comments

A quick visit

My mom came to me yesterday. I told her it was ok if she stayed for a bit this time. She did not. In a few moments, her scent, her presence slipped away as suddenly as it had come. I … Continue reading

Posted in Uncategorized | Tagged , , , | 2 Comments

Dear Mom,

Dear Mom, I am sitting here drinking a latte at a local coffee shop and thinking about you. If I turn back time what feels like just a few years, this morning would have been spent sitting across from you … Continue reading

Posted in Uncategorized | Tagged , , | 2 Comments

The Little Bird and Dr. Kevorkian

Earlier this week a wren flung herself against the sliding glass door that leads to our patio. It was the hard thump that alerted me … and Barley, my mid-sized golden doodle. We looked at each other for a few … Continue reading

Posted in Uncategorized | Tagged , , , , | Leave a comment

The Crescent lunch counter

My mom died a little over 5 years ago in March. ON MY BIRTHDAY. For a few years I felt like she did it on purpose, dying on my Birthday. “That’s what you get for being on the outs with … Continue reading

Posted in Uncategorized | Tagged , , , , | Leave a comment