It’s April

Oh thou crappy snow Why are you bothering me? It’s April and I’m a fool for believing a whisper that you would be gone at the end of March You were scarce around here all winter Oh thou crappy snow Why do you show up now? Why do you torment me? Why do you scatter your white, icy, wet flakes on the ground? It’s April and I’m a fool for believing that I would be riding a bike after theRead more

One-Liner Wednesday: From Mom’s Lips

“You’re full of crap!” I’m not a regular here at Linda G. Hill’s One-Liner Wednesday, but I couldn’t pass up the opportunity to share a very special comment from my mother. Mom turns 97 this Saturday, August 6th. It will be a birthday different from prior years because mom insists that she’s not that old. Her dementia has her living in the past, often as a younger adult who simply wants to “go home.” This past Sunday, the conversation wentRead more