Blue Eyes

I was new yesterday blue eyes look back through the memories that life unpacks I am new today blue eyes open wide under warm covers a pondering existence hides I will be new tomorrow blue eyes fully singing at a multi-colored dawn the din of winter ringing I am new always every day blue eyes steadfast in a sea of optimism for a world love that will lastRead more

Ratty Sweaters

She comes to me from a world beyond In dark, smirking comedy A reminder of a time that is past A black sweater shall not be her remedy I am my mother’s daughter it seems. I hang onto clothes that are comfortable, no matter the condition. The clothes that envelope me in warmth and security, like a blanket in the hands of Linus and the black sweater my mom hung onto in her nineties. It took me over 20 yearsRead more

A New Chapter: Life as Me

“There’s a grace when the heart is under fire Another way when the walls are closing in And when I look at the space between Where I used to be and this reckoning I know I will never be alone” ~From Another in the Fire by Hillsong~ Ten years ago, I wanted it to be over with. The divorce. I had two months to go for it to be final, and a number of years before I truly felt peace.Read more

Faithfully Home

  I have fought the good fight, I have finished the race, I have kept the faith. 2 Timothy 4:7 Mom found her way home last Friday, February 15, 2019. Home to her family of 15, home to her husband Evan, and home to her Savior, Jesus Christ. It was time for the dementia to take a hike and for Pauline to feel freedom from her physical restraints. Mom went peacefully in her sleep, a blessing that most of us desire whenRead more

SoCS: Tins of Memories

Tin of mom’s pecan fingers Clove-pierced ham Cinnamon and butter yams Brandy-soaked fruitcake Tastes of Christmas gone by Tinseled, ornamental tree Magical lights of color Ruby red poinsettia Presents not quite hidden Sights of Christmas gone by Tinkly angel candle chimes Noisy jingle bells Choirs praising His birth Ripping wrapping paper Sounds of Christmas gone by Tinged by melty marshmallows and chocolate Incense of midnight mass Piney needles of a fresh-cut tree Dough, sugar, butter baking in the oven SmellsRead more

Her Hands

  “God has given us two hands, one to receive with and the other to give with.” ~Billy Graham~ Long, slender fingers Touched by the passing of ninety-eight years And the slight wrinkle of a Shar-Pei Daughter squeezes memories of her childhood Of wars, depressions and political elections Of marriage, babies and Catholic faith A fleshy grip that once held adult refreshment Now holds a warming cup of thickened brown The digits shake dinner’s fork and spoon And point toRead more

SoCS: This Door

This door I walk through every week It is her petite figure I seek Sleeping in a brown broda chair Wrinkly forehead under gray hair I say, “Hello, mom, how are you?” She says, “Who are you?” I tell her my name is Mary but she seems a bit wary It goes back and forth most days This unknowing haze Am I sister or daughter? Is it March or October? This door leads to Pauline The Energizer Bunny machine StillRead more

Moving Fearlessly

“Have no fear of moving into the unknown. Simply step out fearlessly knowing that I am with you, therefore no harm can befall you; all is very, very well. Do this in complete faith and confidence.” ~Pope John Paul II~ I’m not afraid, I’m excited. One week from today, my workplace is moving. I’ve been at the current location about 18 years. In that time, I’ve had three bosses and there’s been various changes in office support staff. Our physicalRead more

Getting Poked with a Sharp Stick

“The dream begins, most of the time, with a teacher who believes in you, who tugs and pushes and leads you on to the next plateau, sometimes poking you with a sharp stick called truth.” ~Dan Rather~ It’s the end of the school year for most children and teenagers in the Northern Hemisphere, and the beginning of summer fun and dreams. I hope everyone has been poked with a stick at some point in school…by a teacher who stuck outRead more

One-Liner Visitation

“Will you keep visiting me?” Mom asked me this on Sunday. “Of course I will,” was my reply. What else would I possibly say? Visit Verb: To go to and stay with (a person or family) or at (a place) for a short time for reasons of sociability, politeness, business, curiosity, etc. To visit a friend; to visit family; to visit Paris.  ~Dictionary.com~ If only mom lived in Paris… Visiting family and friends is good for so many reasons –Read more

Breathing in Memories

I’ve desired to do this since early spring. It took me until October to comply, to get in the car and go. Something was pulling me toward home – the home of my birth and early existence. It is the home that I eventually wanted to escape out of small-town boredom. It is the home that I rarely visit, but is within a 35-minute drive. It is the home of special places, friends and family. I had to go andRead more

Truth or No?

I came across this sign at the local pub where Natasha, her daughter and I were watching the Green Bay Packer football game this past Sunday. They won. Go Pack Go! Anyhow… Truth or no? Do you have a great story from ordering a beer? Or another adult refreshment? Can you debunk this supposition with an awesome soda story? Relative to moi, I have a memorable soda story, but it’s not a great story. Several years ago, I had walkingRead more