Today’s memory is brought to you via our Christmas Letter from 1977. Just so you know … We have five children, our youngest being born May 5, 1977, and our oldest turning 9 on December 9, 1977. “Twas the week before Christmas, and all through our house Not one person was pleasant, not even our [...]
I’ve been hearing some of the words of the following poem in my mind today. It’s been one of my favorite poems since I was just a little girl. The other thing that has been in my mind is a picture of Albrecht Durer’s Praying Hands. Mother gave me a small copy of this the [...]
Monday, January 10, 2011 So today is my sixty-fourth birthday and Lynn has been singing this old Beatle’s song under his breath all day: The song was written by Paul McCartney of the Beatles when he was just sixteen years old and it apparently was inspired by his “lover”. I can’t imagine having a [...]
Kim suggested I enter my poem, It’s How You Run Your Race, in a writing contest she found on this fun blog by Michelle Mitchell, a mother from Alaska. I have to admit, after I read the rules it is a perfect entry. I should be eating from the winner’s box of Clementines from Spain [...]
Look at the beautiful golden leaves that are still on the trees up and down our street. Ordinarily our leaves don’t even change color before we wake up one day in early November and all of the non-bearing mulberries in town are dropping them in syncopation … as if they’ve talked it over in advance. [...]
I was thinking of poop today … don’t even know why … and got to wondering how many stinky bottoms I have changed in my 61 years, however, that there is one experience that stands out more than any other and that was eleven years ago with my grand niece, who I graciously will not [...]
I had such fun last night reading out of a journal I kept years and years ago … 1976 … when I had four small children and was expecting the fifth. I had no idea then how much fun it would be to read now, when I’m in my sixties and MY children are that [...]
A new friend of mine, Sixty, had a post that reminded me of this poem I wrote about Daylight Savings Time. Most people have already had their “Fall Back” … which I never can remember if that means I set my clock back or ahead. It isn’t what you’d think it would be that’s for [...]
For a long while we just stood there, one foot on each side of a deep, mountain chasm. Then suddenly it separated farther, forcing us to jump hand in hand to the other side. We left behind us a noisy, beautiful camp sight, where for so many years our time was spent guiding [...]
Sweet baby girl, so tiny, so new to earth Unknowing, yet full of infinite wisdom and grace, I see that mixture deep within her eyes. It rests upon her perfect little face. What would she teach her teacher If her sweet rosebud lips could speak? Already she is teaching me of love. Perhaps our Mother’s [...]
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