I’ve purchased fresh flowers for myself almost every week since he left. Kroger has the best selection of marked down bouquets on Mondays and today I brought home a dozen red roses for $3.00. I know that walking through the grocery with a bouquet in my cart will elicit a well-meant[Read more]
I don’t remember much from my two years of high school Spanish, but I clearly recall the words and the voice that began every practice cassette: “Escucha y repite” (listen and repeat). I learned about classical music that way – listening to certain songs over and over until I could[Read more]
As my boys have gotten older, I’ve experienced time moving faster. I remember people promising this when my boys were little and days of feeding and crying and diapers seemed endless. Suddenly, my oldest son is ready to take driving lessons and my youngest son has a voice deeper than[Read more]
Last week, in an effort to bring some life back into my home, a friend let me scavenge her garden for plants that wouldn’t make it through the winter. I thought if I brought them inside we could take care of each other until spring. I had dirt and cuttings[Read more]
7,579 nights I slept on his shoulder. Yes, I included the extra days in leap years, but I didn’t subtract the handful of times we were apart. Even in different beds, in different states, I never really felt like I was sleeping alone. That’s one of the things I enjoyed[Read more]
I remember my older sister marveling at the depth of love one heart can hold, after the birth of her second child. I felt the same way when our second son was born. I questioned, like lots of parents, how I could possibly love another person as strongly and deeply[Read more]