My Granny died last week, and, though she hasn’t really been herself for a few years, I miss her greatly. She had a great spirit – “great” in the sense of wonderful, and “great” in the sense of larger-than-life.
I returned last night from spending several days with my family. We are not having a service [...]
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Another Good-bye…
Posted in Ho Hum, tagged family, good-bye, Granny, grief, Nipper on March 16, 2009 | Leave a Comment »
Can someone call me after 9pm with GOOD news?
Posted in Ho Hum, tagged cancer, friends, love, news on August 3, 2008 | Leave a Comment »
The phone rang tonight at 9:36pm. I was startled by the phone, not because we were even close to bedtime, but because usually when the phone rings after 9pm it is not because the person is calling with good news. I guess I’m cynical – I guess I learned this hardened attitude when Mom was [...]
More ashes to ashes…
Posted in Ho Hum, tagged grief, Mom on May 31, 2008 | Leave a Comment »
I was just unexpectedly hit with tears as I unpacked Mom’s albs – MY albs now, I guess – to look them over ahead of assisting at our church tomorrow morning.
Makeup – HER makeup – on the collars. No other trace of her – the scent of her is gone, her name is not in [...]
And the winner for the category of “Things Never to Start a Conversation With” is…
Posted in Ho Hum, tagged Max, prayer on March 15, 2008 | Leave a Comment »
“There were some complications during the surgery.”
These were the words uttered from the mouth of Max’s vet on Thursday afternoon. These words, which came BEFORE the words, “He’s fine” or “He’s doing OK” struck fear into my heart.
Max had gone in for what was supposedly a routine thing – a tooth cleaning – and then [...]
Happy? Birthday…
Posted in Ho Hum on February 20, 2008 | 1 Comment »
Dates are important to me. I guess because I lost my father so young, I have implanted important dates into my brain from childhood…on what date did he die? When was his birthday? Later…dates of my grandfathers’ deaths were added to that mental list. Then, still later, the date of my mother’s death (which, coincidentally, [...]
