Blessed memories
For two years now I’ve avoided colds and the flu while working on not catching COVID. Perhaps it’s because of…
Tag: #remembering
Grieving easefully
A friend mentioned that the subject of dying and grief had come up in her meditation group. Probably not coincidentally,…
At the car graveyard
Sometime memory follows its own paths. Last night a gout attack disrupted my sleep. Usually I can tell why. Not…
Not my “baby” sister.
My youngest sister, Mary Teresa, was born on March 1, 1957. I can’t say for sure that she was named…
Time is the longest distance between two places.
The title of this post comes from a line in Tennessee Williams’ The Glass Menagerie. It expresses some of my feelings about…