I lose track of time while I’m cleaning and sorting and before I know it it’s ten o’clock. I’m afraid I’ve missed the window of opportunity where Mom will know who we are if I’m not there by ten. We arrive at the home around ten-thirty a.m. which turns out…
Tuesday evening we were invited to my Aunt Rosemary’s for dinner by her daughter my cousin Janet, who is the only one of my cousins I sort of stay in touch with. Every year Janet sends me a Christmas letter which I receive sometime in mid- to late January. It…
It’s Wednesday. I’ve been here since Monday. I’m surrounded by things I don’t want to do. I have a headache. For the second day in a row the coffee I’ve made is horrible (even though it’s Starbucks coffee). It’s pouring down rain, lightning and thundering. Yesterday we went to see…
Bill brought me jelly donuts. This sentence lacks context. Posted as a Facebook status or a Tweet, it is meaningless to anyone but me. But today Bill did indeed bring me two jelly donuts and it is a very big deal. To me. Here’s the context: Since we relocated a…
“I’ll call you” is what “friends” might say right before you never hear from them again. What you may expect is that said friend will call you later the same day, or once they’re free from whatever kept them from talking to you. But “I’ll call you” is open-ended. There’s…
PERSONAL OBSERVATIONS… Time is an odd concept, isn’t it? We say things like “time heals all wounds” and “in time it will get better,” but I think what we mean is that “time” will simply distance us from thngs we wished hadn’t happened. 2012 was a year of significant change…
My husband and I had a big picture hanging in our living room behind our sofa which we decided could go in the same position in our new much smaller place. Before the movers arrived, every picture we owned was meticulously wrapped in newspaper and Scotch taped by my husband. …
On a shelf in my closet hidden in a white plastic bag are my dolls. They’ve been in that bag on that shelf for seventeen years. Before that, they were on another shelf in another closet for twelve years. Before that? Well, who knows. They were probably in a box…
That evening Sue allows me to take her out to dinner for her upcoming birthday. We go to a Mexican restaurant. It’s practically deserted, due in part to the weather, I’m sure. Friday she and I meander around town together. She needs a few things for her house. The rain…
On Tuesday Sue and I head to Utica because there is a place there that does wine tasting and features wine from a local winery. The entire time I lived in IllinoisI don’t think I was ever in the town of Utica unless it was to pass through to get…
