Yearly Archives: 2011
The Last Noel
In the waning afternoon sun on a Christmas Eve many years ago, my daughter, husband and I anticipated a snowy drive to Buffalo from Angola, where we lived with my husband’s father. As the gloomy afternoon wore on, snow began … Continue reading
Glasses
When I was forty I finally gave in to the fact that I needed glasses all the time. Up until that point, I wore them only for reading. I had glasses from the time I was thirteen, but like most … Continue reading
Babies R Us
We just returned from a rather rushed long weekend to Buffalo. We were anxious to see my husband’s uncle who is very ill and is in his late 80’s. We were warned that it might be now or never. It … Continue reading
Thanksgiving
It seems trite to say that Thanksgiving is a day to reflect on our blessings—after all, isn’t that what the word thanksgiving implies? We are blessed and we are grateful—most of us to a Deity. And some of us … Continue reading
Is Christmas Here Already?
Christmas has arrived. Or at least it’s arrived at Wal Mart, Target, Kmart, Walgreens, CVS and many other stores. We even have the public Christmas tree and menorah on display here in Solivita. By my reckoning, it’s at least six … Continue reading
My Novel
I am in the midst of editing my novel, Looking for Love. It is, to say the least, a daunting task. I worked on this novel for what feels like forever. And now I am going back through again, fixing … Continue reading
Don’t Be Cruel
“Don’t be cruel to a heart that’s true.” Elvis’s voice crooned out from the radio which was smack dab in the middle of the dashboard. She looked over at him. He looks wounded, like a puppy that had been spanked … Continue reading
Moving Away
We left Buffalo, hoping to trade her harsh winters for the never –ending summer of Florida, almost 15 years ago. The day that we packed the last of the plants, books and CD player in our grey van and headed … Continue reading
Words
“Sticks and Stones can break my bones, but names can never hurt me..” (Children’s Nursery Rhyme) Words are powerful. I was reminded of that after my last blog post. The piece was a fictionalized account about when my … Continue reading
A Soft Sound
I lie in bed, waiting for the overwhelming fatigue of the day to finally settle in my bones and to quiet my racing thoughts. Tossing and turning, I grab the blankets and pull them toward me. The house is unnervingly … Continue reading