
some gods write plans
This poem demanded to be heard after I listened to a long-ago telephone conversation with a familiar…
This poem demanded to be heard after I listened to a long-ago telephone conversation with a familiar…
November 23, 2015: Mom was determined to get up and move today. I was glad I was…
November 16, 2015: Despite the tears and sorrow infused in passing years, I am grateful…
Flashback April 29, 2015: “That’s it Mom, you’ve almost got it,” I encourage her. Her…
When I got home this afternoon, I found a message in my inbox from…
September 2013: Mom and I won second prize in the What I See Project’s worldwide video…
A conversation at Mom’s private salon. I arranged to get Mom’s hair done an “extra” time…
When I got back from Calgary mid-January 2013, the first thing I did was go…
Mom was alive, alert and enjoying singing Christmas carols on December 1, 2012. Seven weeks…
This was one evening at supper in August 2012. I had been caring for…