Gone are the wisdom-filled words, the gentle embraces, the fiercely loyal protectors, for we are the motherless on Mother’s Day. The safety net is no longer there, that someone who knew you and loved you more than anyone possibly could. There is no treasure trove of stories about our history, our beginnings, only endings. Now … More For the Motherless on Mother’s Day
Thanksgiving was many things during my childhood; I remember my brothers and sisters and their spouses coming, filling the old house on Westwood Lane with laughter and stories as Mom busily cooked in the kitchen. They poured through the photos in the two metal tins, reliving their own childhoods through the treasured family photos. I … More Thanksgiving at The Piccadilly
I dreamt of you last night, I held you close and you felt so real, Deeply etched memories filling in the gaps, Your sweet smile and blue eyes sparkling with mischief. In my dream I was trying to protect you from something, to shield you from harm, just as we always did for each other- … More Mother’s Day Redacted
In this time of grieving for Sophie in the last couple of days of my holiday break, I feel like I’m in limbo- ranging from feeling emotionally numb to being racked with sobs. There are reminders and triggers everywhere I look, sounds that I hear that just have to be her walking right behind me … More On Memory Dances
While getting our guesthouse ready for our first AirBnB guests, Dan cleaned out everything that was in the chest of drawers that used to be in Mom’s living room at the Home for Wayward Seniors, putting the boxes in my music studio for me to deal with when I could. I had stored some of … More On Angel Gifts
I thought of my mother today, her memory indelibly etched as it is into my heart and soul. I think of her every single day, but this time two sweet memories came to me. The first came as I was cutting my toenails, as glamorous as that sounds. The last few years of her life … More Remembrances
Dear Heavy D, It’s been two and a half years since you passed away, your last words of whispered love in the dim Comfort Care room at St. Vincent’s etched into my heart forever. Thank you for leaving me with absolutely no doubt that you knew you were loved more than words can say, and … More A Thank You Letter to my Mom
The View from Here 