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Hurricane Mom – Memoir, Part 3

  Day's flutter pass like wind blown pages of a book, occasionally landing on a chapter of happiness or sorrow. Mom's children leave. Each daughter marries. The hours spent on them are now hours gained to contemplate middle age, not that anyone would guess she was in her mid-life, nor would she correct them. Grandchildren come into the… Continue reading Hurricane Mom – Memoir, Part 3

Children, Family

The Firemen on Christmas Eve

Amid the shopping carts, Black Friday, Walmart warriors, and the mounds of boxes we collect, we sometimes forget (make that I sometimes forget) how Christmas was for our parents and grandparents. My mother loves to shop and go for a "looky-loo." Today she's out at Costco, the place I cannot enter upon pain of claustrophobia. Sometimes… Continue reading The Firemen on Christmas Eve