Super Heroes and Me – re-posted in honor of Father’s Day 2019
Super Heroes and me ( originally posted on 3/12/2018) I don’t remember the exact day my father hung up his super hero cape, or the first time he happily rode in the passenger seat of my car, but it happened. My invincible, macho father became a mere mortal one day, and I was okay with […]
Do you remember your first grade teacher’s name?
Facebook poses the oddest questions sometimes, not generally giving a flip whether I can answer them I usually scroll right past. But the other day it asked a question that gave me pause – it wondered whether I could remember my first grade teacher’s name. ‘Hell yeah!’ I thought – part of me has been […]
Learning to live with grief
The month of March used to herald spring, blustery days whispered winter was almost over and brighter days lay ahead. That isn’t what it’s whispering this year, this year it hasn’t heralded anything but the end of the month and it’s only whispering memories. Last March is a blur, I couldn’t tell you what was […]
February 14
The kids have been busy coloring and writing valentines, cupcakes have been sprinkled and I have cinnamon hearts on my mind. It’s February 14th, 2019 – my first Valentine’s Day without my valentine. In truth I didn’t think this day would shake me up, we’d never been big on the occasion, that said, it was […]
Mt. Memorabilia
The attic has been emptied and now the rest of the house is a complete disaster. They say it’s always darkest before the dawn but I’m having a hard time even imagining the sun rising over all this clutter. I feel like I’m living in an episode of ‘Hoarders’ – there is crap everywhere. I’ve […]
Passing the torch
I spent a glory day on Mt. Baker last weekend. The sun was shining and the snow reflected the blue of a sky so clear even angels would have had to squint. It felt like coming home. Our kids grew up on Mt. Baker, it sealed the deal of what family meant to us; it’s […]
Buried Treasure
The yellowed newsprint is dated 1999, the treasure wrapped inside the brittle paper has waited twenty years for the light of day – now it’s spread across the kitchen counter. This is the first of the booty making its way out of the attic, the contents of one box – one of the many waiting […]
The face of devotion
I only need to look at my big brown dog and think ‘I love you’ and he wags his tail. If the notion of going for a walk crosses my mind he looses his. Chester and I have a connection that goes beyond words. I inherited this brown dog and although we have a strong […]
Going Through the Motions
I’m trying to pull the spirit of Christmas out of myself and out of the boxes scattered on the playroom floor – everything feels dusty and I am out of practice. I am resisting the season even as carols play and colorful lights dot the landscape. I admit the Christmas spirit within me started to […]