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Happy Birthday My Son
There was a time when I thought I would never be a mother. I would never hold that precious bundle, face all the many moments that being a mother brought. I watched all the other mothers envious and yet overjoyed … Continue reading
Sixty-five…and Celebrating While Remembering
Sixty-five. Not geriatric yet, but also no longer the youth I was. So many memories of what was, so many dreams unfulfilled, so many hopes for what ever future there may be. Contemplation of it all with each sip of … Continue reading
Happy Birthday Dad
2022 Happy birthday dad. Did you ever think you would reach the amazing age of ninety-three? Looking back over the years is always an amazing adventure while we stroll down memory lane and reminisce. I baked you a cake today … Continue reading
Wishing You
Today is your birthday. I wish we could celebrate, but we can’t. You left us a couple years ago for your Heavenly home. But there is no way that we cannot, will not remember you my brother. I miss you, … Continue reading
May Fourth; A Month of Mom Celebrations
Today, my mother celebrates eighty seven years of life. The eighth of this month is Mother’s Day here in the U.S. and on the nineteenth, my parents will celebrate sixty-six years of married life. But right now, I want to … Continue reading
January Twenty First; On This Your Day My Son
Happy birthday my son, my rock. When I think back, I had pretty much decided that I would never know the feeling of having someone call me mom. I would never feel a small hand holding mine, never get those … Continue reading
August Thirty-first; Month In Retrospect
Good-bye August. How in the world, has this year sped by us so quickly? How, can today be the last day of August? The child in me doesn’t want to say good-bye to August and to summer. I love the … Continue reading
Day 231; Footnotes of Simple Pleasures
It was that close. My son introduced me to a friend of his who is the wife of a man who once worked with him. They are members of the Jeep group that I joined and were the first friends … Continue reading
August Seventeenth; In This Month of My Birth, If I Could Request a Gift
I would request, work. Back when I worked, I stayed busy. Working on a manufacturing floor, there was always something that needed to be done. From setting up, to changing, to what ever, it was constant motion. Days off work … Continue reading
August Second; If I Could Request the Gift of..
I want to understand. I do. It seems that we are living in a time of great and easy availability of information, but there is still so little understanding. I won’t claim to understand everything going on around the world, … Continue reading
Words from The Dirt Road 