I am so glad I have this picture. It was taken on November 3rd 2024 at the All Saints Luncheon at Grace Calvary. The tradition is to put flowers on all the graves at the cemetery to honor those who have gone before us. Dad wanted to make sure Mom’s grave had plenty of flowers … Continue reading Remembering
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Sneaky Grief Strikes Again
I now know why people often make posts about the death date of a loved one. It’s not because that date takes precedence birthdates or other important anniversaries in the person’s life. It’s because Sneaky Grief will not allow you to forget the date. I can be experiencing joy and enjoying the autumn weather when, … Continue reading Sneaky Grief Strikes Again
The Wedding
I know you have been waiting on this blog. It has taken me some processing time…but here are the details. I have been in a cloud of love all week. After being in a grief bubble for a few years, being enveloped in happiness has been a refreshing change. Moms out there will understand what … Continue reading The Wedding
Birthdays
I didn’t think of it. Not at all. I knew to prepare myself for some grief on Mom and Dad’s birthdays. I knew those days would be hard ones. What I didn’t consider was how Sneaky Grief would affect me on my own birthday. Leading up to it I had been thinking of them more … Continue reading Birthdays
Missing Dad
Sitting on my screened porch this morning. I am joined by 27 birdsongs, so far…3 kinds of Warblers, Titmice, 4 kinds of Woodpeckers, Blackbirds, Wrens, Hawks, Crows, Cardinals, Nuthatches, Towhees, Gnatcatchers, Cowbirds, 2 kinds of Sparrows, Vireos, Finches, Blue Jays, Robins, Thrush, Phoebes, Catbirds and Chickadees. I breathe in the cool morning air. Deep into … Continue reading Missing Dad
Southern Women
Southern women have a reputation. We bring food. Funeral? Food. Wedding? Food. Sickness? Food. Hangnail? Fire? Flood? Stubbed toe? Food. We have been accused of being disingenuous. Hypocritical. Pretentious. But here’s the thing, we keep on bringing food. We were taught how to do this by our mothers and their mothers. Being hospitable is an … Continue reading Southern Women
Dear Artemis 2 Crew,
I wanted to take a minute to jot you a note of thanks. I cannot tell you what a joy it is to watch you all on your journey around the moon. It takes me back to when I was 5 years old and watching the Apollo missions with my Dad. I remember he was … Continue reading Dear Artemis 2 Crew,
Happy Birthday, Mom
Hi Mom, It’s your birthday. I don’t know how that works in heaven now that you live in a place that is timeless. Do you even know that today was a special date? My guess is that you are blissfully unaware of aging. What a gift! I have to tell you though, I think of … Continue reading Happy Birthday, Mom
Spit Baths
January 7, 1973. Atlanta. I was 10. I remember it was cold. I remember hoping for snow. Instead, we got ice. Tons of it. The trees that were left standing were bent in half. Afterwards, it looked like a tornado had come through our area. Clean up took months. Regrowth of trees took years. The … Continue reading Spit Baths
Unglued
When I was a little girl we used to go to my Uncle Iman and Aunt Polly’s house on Christmas Eve. It was a whole family affair with lots of people I didn’t know. I only knew I got presents from all of them. I remember a bowl of nuts with a nutcracker, my uncle’s … Continue reading Unglued
