You know how little sisters never seem to forget ANYtHinG, well, here is a prime example. Ally sent me this text on Valentines Day, again…. You know how long it’s been since we laid our pa to rest? 18 years. Ally was so devastated that “I” chose February 14th for dads burial. In my defense,…
No doubt, these are good times and even better memories. These 6 people mean more to me than I could ever put into words, there is just not enough adjectives to describe my feelings. For so many years, we have relied on each other in ways that most people will never understand and could never…
Heavy on mind this day has been of late. Sometimes it just merely shows up, beckoning a simple nod and other years, it sort of comes in like a sucker punch. This year, it is somewhere in the middle…. Recently, very recently, a friend has experienced what we experienced so many years ago. I understand…
“It was the best of times, it was the worst of times, it was the age of wisdom, it was the age of foolishness, it was the epoch of belief, it was the epoch of incredulity, it was the season of light, it was the season of darkness, it was the spring of hope, it…
My sister Ally, never one to mince words and even more, not one to forget an event like ‘burying our father 17 years ago…..on Valentines Day, in a blizzard, in a little country church cemetery’ texted (me) us sisters something along that line last Friday, on Valentines Day. I will admit, I have been so…