I’m sitting in a massage chair getting a pedicure with Mom and the thought occurs to me that this should…
Life has a way of coming full circle. Sometimes we see it, sometimes we don’t. I recognized it last…
There are days my Father seems to disappear more into himself, like a rabbit down a hole that I can’t…
Grief is the strangest of bedfellows. It’s a sign that you love the person you’ve lost. But it’s haunting ~…
I remember my Father pulling into the parking lot of the Tennessee nursing home my grandmother had been living in…
I could always tell the nervous mothers from the laid-back ones. They went into extraordinary detail, writing down everything I…
His clothes have been laundered and labeled, the forms completed, the insurance switched. Copious instructions have been emailed, paperwork notarized,…
I sat in the exam room with pen and notebook in hand, ready to take down notes while Mom sat…
The world just fell and I’m looking at all the pieces, trying to fit them back together again so they…
Six years ago, while my sister and brother-in-law went to a reunion, I spent the weekend with my young nephew…