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Hard Mother's Day, her Perfume and Novel to Share
I started writing poetry when I was four. Poorly written words on hand-made, hand-coloured cardboard were scribbled out every year
Heartbeat
Da thump... Da thump... The very first time I have ever truly learned the sound of my heartbeat was when
Remembering Mom
My earliest memories are of a happy woman who delighted in having babies and found joy in the small things.
Free to Soar!
Call me crazy...but…I’m not a big believer in death. If widowhood has taught me anything, it’s this: When one’s body
Snow Angels
The snows of Minnesota were legendary in my mother’s tales of childhood winters. Swirling snowstorms she and her sisters would
The Urgent Request
If anyone has ever known the depths of my heart, it was my Aunt Trisha. She was my mother’s sister,
An Anniversary Story...
March 31st always felt like a national holiday in our family. On this day in 1951, Mom and Dad said
My Lawn Angel
Carolyn was my next door neighbor when I moved to Texas in 1997. The first time I met her and
To Grams
To Grams   you were the one who was supposed to love me   only love me   the one
It’s in the quiet moments
Since losing my beloved Chris almost two months ago I have experienced profound loneliness. However in the quietest of moments

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