Category Archives: Family
Sacrifice
Growing up, I remember what it was like to have my father away on tours of duty while he served his twenty years in the Air Force. My siblings and I accepted it as a way of life–we really knew … Continue reading
Golden Leaves – Part 2
In a November 13 blog post, I wrote a haiku about a tree, filled with golden leaves. It reminded me of my father: A tree in autumnGold leaves sashay in the breezeWinter harbinger If the tree reminded me of my … Continue reading
Golden Leaves
Yesterday, I wrote a haiku with my father in mind. A tree in autumnGold leaves sashay in the breezeWinter harbinger I pass this majestic tree every day as I walk in a park near my home, and through each season, … Continue reading
Escaping the Doldrums
I have to admit, weekends aren’t what they used to be. In the past, they were something to look forward to–outings with family or friends, movies, shopping . . . without a mask. But mostly, we looked forward to family … Continue reading
The Ineffability of a Hug
BEHIND THE SCENES: SETTING: This morning, 6:30. Jan is sitting at her computer. Steve walks in with a cup of coffee. STEVE: Are you going to walk this morning? JAN: No, I’m going to work on a blog. STEVE (Happy … Continue reading
Holding On, Letting Go
The past couple of weeks have been filled with the joys and heartaches of life–times that inspire the question, “Was the happiness worth the sadness that followed?” As with other times in my life when I’ve asked myself that question, … Continue reading
The Happiest Place
Many of you don’t know that Steve is a beautiful writer. When he read the following journal entry to me last night, I asked him if I could post it on my blog. May 27, 2019 After a long day … Continue reading
Motherhood
Several days ago, I decided to finally start going through boxes I’d retrieved from a storage barn in Tulsa months before. Those boxes had been in that barn for almost 15 years. So, in all honesty, I thought about throwing … Continue reading
Month of Thanks Giving: Day 26 (Life Goes On)
On this first Thanksgiving without my mom, thoughts and memories of her will fill all of our hearts and minds. Yesterday, I pulled out several of her favorite recipes, and as I measured flour and sugar, as I chopped pecans … Continue reading
