Posts Tagged: family
Happy Father’s Day, Dad
Dad, This is the second Father’s Day since you died (yes, I have to write it — it still doesn’t seem real). I miss being with you. I think of you every day. Every day I am reminded of the
Happy Father’s Day, Dad
Dad, This is the second Father’s Day since you died (yes, I have to write it — it still doesn’t seem real). I miss being with you. I think of you every day. Every day I am reminded of the
Apple Boxes
It’s just an apple box — one of many currently piled in our overflowing garage. This one is empty, so it should be easy to get rid of: just toss it in the recycling pile and move on to the
Apple Boxes
It’s just an apple box — one of many currently piled in our overflowing garage. This one is empty, so it should be easy to get rid of: just toss it in the recycling pile and move on to the
Grief
My father would have turned 93 today. I miss him. In fact, I miss him more now than I did when he died — nearly 9 months ago. Back then, grief was tempered by the gratitude that he was granted
White Beach Rock
An egg rock. Cool and white, worn smooth by the Pacific Ocean. It’s the prize on a beach filled with rocks in shades of black, gray, red, and brown. I like the black ones, too: a little rough (not much
White Beach Rock
An egg rock. Cool and white, worn smooth by the Pacific Ocean. It’s the prize on a beach filled with rocks in shades of black, gray, red, and brown. I like the black ones, too: a little rough (not much
Tree of Life Key by Barbara Bixby
I’m always drawn to keys and have collected skeleton keys most of my life. Battered, rusty ones; shiny, tiny silver ones; heavy, tarnished brass ones. I just like them. I like the elongated form and I like the function. Keys
Tree of Life Key by Barbara Bixby
I’m always drawn to keys and have collected skeleton keys most of my life. Battered, rusty ones; shiny, tiny silver ones; heavy, tarnished brass ones. I just like them. I like the elongated form and I like the function. Keys
Grandpa in My Computer
On the first day of Passover I open my email to find a gift from my cousin Dianne, an mp3 file. The recording is of a family Seder from 1957. I click the link, and from within the computer I
Grandpa in My Computer
On the first day of Passover I open my email to find a gift from my cousin Dianne, an mp3 file. The recording is of a family Seder from 1957. I click the link, and from within the computer I