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Into the isolation room she would hustle when the morphine drip beeped its “downstream occlusion” alarm, proclaiming, “it’s the song of my people!” And would joke along with us about how Nancy was just trying to get us to change the subject. . . . → Read More: ~thankful thursday~ the helpers 
I’ve had his tea kettle on the back burner of my mind as a dear object I have been wanting to trace back in time in writing. Though right now it is sometimes better to keep a lid on the memories, there are days, like today, when it feels as comforting as a mug of tea to steep myself in treasured moments from the past. . . . → Read More: ~summer shorts~ tea kettle 
My godfather, Dan Weber, passed away on February 3rd. He was an amazing man, and leaves behind a prosperous legacy. His five children and many grandchildren, nieces, nephews, and more distant relatives like me, all celebrate his life this weekend. His wife Judy, my godmother, is surrounded by family and I send my heart to . . . → Read More: uncle dan 
love is takeout gyros and movie rentals, a scenic drive home on the bay road so we can relax at home. love is lighting sparklers by ourselves in the yard on the 4th, then heading to bed before the fireworks even think about starting. love is asking me for a shopping list on Friday . . . → Read More: love is 
at this life stage, i like to go to the grocery store fewer than once per week, but i went two consecutive days in a row last week. rich asked me to buy him some ricolas, and at the same time we realized we were getting low on t.p. (low for people in middle age, . . . → Read More: seven ~ forever is composed of nows 
on the two year engage-aversary of my husband asking me to marry him, i thought a stroll down wedding memory lane, accompanied by a tune, would be just the thing. johnny cash was the second musical artist rich told me he liked on our first date. the first was rusted root, and every other one . . . → Read More: ~tuesday tunes~ in my life 
in a few short weeks, rich and i will be married, and the timing of my great aunt margie passing away just recently on june 14th feels like it coincides in some way. aunt margie is the matriarch of a great big family; her 2 daughters and 8 grandchildren gave their grammy many great grandchildren . . . → Read More: aunt margie 
for grammy and me, and anyone else who would like to go back and revisit previous birthdays…
last year i was startled to realize that quinn was halfway to 18, and now suddenly he’s halfway to 20. for some reason, time . . . → Read More: ten ~ an order of magnitude  Comments are closed  abundance, gratitude, parenting  abundance, baby, being a mama, birth, birthday, celebration, family, gratitude, love, memories, ocean, parenting, ten 
my word for 2017 seems to be ephemeral. it’s a little bit different, as words-of-the-year go, but it keeps popping up in my mind, and going away again, only to pop up again later. most of my thoughts are… ephemeral like that. they ebb and flow. i have a running joke about my memory with . . . → Read More: ephemeral ~ word for 2017 
it’s a birthday week rainbow! black: quinn outgrew rich’s son’s karate uniform, and now b pancake fits in it… almost! bringing her to karate was probably the highlight of quinn’s time with the pancakes… pink: approaching cautiously, we are able to observe the elusive birthday man species in his natural setting (pink-flowered . . . → Read More: ~rainbow mondays~ pink trees and pancakes |
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