Tag Archives: Mom

Prell & Pork Chops

Posted on July 19, 2026 by Jan Morrill

This morning while Steve and I were walking Obi, he noticed a car in a neighbor’s driveway with a California tag. “They sure came a long way,” he said. Immediately, memories started pouring through my mind as I replied, “We … Continue reading →

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It Hurts to Be Beautiful

Posted on February 23, 2015 by Jan Morrill

Death and a generation can change a perspective in an instant. When I first signed up to participate in August McLaughlin’s Beauty of a Woman Blogfest IV , I flip-flopped between a couple of different topics I might write about. Little did … Continue reading →

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Forever Under My Skin

Posted on February 19, 2015 by Jan Morrill

For six mornings, I’ve woken to the thought that my mother is no longer with us. It’s something I’ve had to fathom with deep breaths. This morning, I woke with the thought that this is the day we’ll lay my … Continue reading →

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