mothers - Barbara Meyers

When Dad Was Sick – Part Nine

By gballwvo March 25, 2016dads, Family, Romance Novels2 Comments

We were discussing his relationships with women. I told him he didn’t have any respect for women in general. He said he thinks his problem is something deep inside and he probably needs therapy to get at the root of it.

When Dad Was Sick – Part Eight

By gballwvo March 24, 2016dying, Mothers, Romance Novels

he went to get up and his pants fell down because he’s lost so much weight and he didn’t have a belt on. I told him he should use the suspenders Kevin brought him and he said, “It’s a little late for that, don’t you think?”

Visiting Mom 2015 – Part Two

By gballwvo November 23, 2015memory, Romance Novels, senior citizens

I drove Maxine’s car and commented on what a nice ride it had and asked her what year it was. She said “Oh, I don’t know. 1957?” We chuckled at that. (It’s a 1998 Oldsmobile 88 with under 50,000 miles on it.)

MISCONCEIVE

By gballwvo August 10, 2014Barbara Meyers, Cover Art, Family, Good Books, Independent Publishing, Marriage, Mothers, Publishing, Self-publishing, Uncategorized, Writing

As usual, it has taken me forever to make a book available to my legions of fans. Thank you for your patience. Writing and publishing are not only still in…

The Pink Nightshirt

By gballwvo July 14, 2012Childhood memories, Family, Mothers, Uncategorized

Downsizing living quarters is never easy. During the pre-transition, packing stage it’s a constant battle over what to keep and what to let go. Will I need it? Have I…

Family Therapy in The House of Dust, Part Five

By gballwvo June 23, 2012Childhood memories, Family, Life, Therapy, Travel, Uncategorized2 Comments

We go into the living room to chat some more. Of course Mom can’t hear anything even when someone shouts. No one is sitting close to her to repeat everything…

Family Therapy in The House of Dust, Part Two

By gballwvo June 12, 2012Family, Life, Therapy, Uncategorized, Writing

I haven’t seen Scrub or my mother in two years, not since Kevin’s funeral. We’ve never been particularly close, but we tend to come together during family crises, like when…