Walking Mother to the Gate
“You are a good woman,” Mother whispers as I lean close. “Why are you telling me this,” I say to her, not quite teary, because
May 3, 2024
A Little Valentine Story
Picture a second grade class, decades before now. There were rotary telephones with party lines (which meant that sometimes you had to wait your turn
February 14, 2024
Marriage vs Widowhood
On this day, 50 years ago, Silent Bob and I married. On January 31, 2024, I will have been a widow for 4 years. It’s
December 28, 2023
18 years
On this day, eighteen years ago, at this time, Silent Bob and I lay on a bed in a Grand Junction hotel room, our grief
October 20, 2023
Swing Me Around
“Janet, stop jumping around and doing cartwheels in the house.” That was my dad, his temper often intensified by the hangovers and headaches that regularly
August 28, 2023
The Scorpion Tale
At this time in 1978, just two years in advance of what will be the hottest summer on record, I was in the hospital, laboring
August 11, 2023
A PSA on October 20, 2022
This is a pubic service announcement about grief. If anything in this world is true, it’s the reality of grief and that it’s a part
October 20, 2022
Making Sense of Life
It had been a long, hard day. The mother and son were sitting on the back porch, sipping on cranberry juice and vodka. As the
May 19, 2015
Spanish Class
I hate that I am not bilingual. I certainly have had opportunity. I have had in-laws whose native language was Spanish, I have worked for
January 1, 2014