childhood

My mother, and her hair styles, through the years

I talked with Jerilyn last Tuesday after she visited my mom, and she said she’d spent about 90 minutes with her. They had a good conversation, including my mom asking why she’s getting hospice services, and Jerilyn saying that my mom had really been declining earlier in the year, so she had needed the extra

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When you gonna love you… ?

A couple of co-workers of mine spent all day today at the library annex, instead of coming back to the headquarters building in the afternoon. They were getting a lot accomplished, so figured they’d keep on the rest of the day. I was thinking about this on the way to Wal-Mart this evening, and I

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Coming up for air – finally – maybe

It’s Monday evening. I started reading The glass castle by Jeannette Walls last Thursday evening, and was immediately hooked. I spent as much time reading over the weekend as I could, and finished the book today at the end of my lunch break. For about the last half hour, I’ve been reading a few websites

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I call it “All the parts” because …

In the summer of 1993, my Aunt Helen lent me the Pulitzer Prize-winning novel A Thousand Acres by Jane Smiley. When I returned it to her, I told her my biggest secret: that I had been sexually abused when I was a child. She said to me, as we both cried, “You’ve really lived a

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