Tag Archives: family
Day Twenty-two Footnotes and Memories
Found this lurking in my memories today. Written in 2016 and shared without changes. When my brothers and I were growing up our maternal grandparents lived next door. During the summers we spent more time with them than at home … 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
Day Twenty; Footnotes The Strength in Words
Somehow I think he knows. Even though he removed the apps from the phone, I think he knows. I took my mother to pick up dad’s medicine not quite an hour after my son had finished his lunch and gone … Continue reading
January Twentieth; A Totally Different World
“What are you going to do today?” Nearly every time I hear that question it doesn’t matter what I was going to do, those plans were just changed. Today mom and I will be returning to the big box store … Continue reading
Day Nineteen, Footnotes Together We Manage
One thing is certain, that batch of chili bites back. Live and learn, consider carefully what ingredients you are pouring into the pot. The thing about it though, it really warms you up when its cold. This morning not long … Continue reading
Day Fourteen; Footnotes Important Things
My son doesn’t know. My mother needed to make a run to the grocery store for fruit for the incoming storm. Good daughter that I am, I took her over to the big box store. As we pulled in the … Continue reading
Day Six; Footnotes How It Should Be
Let the cat fights begin…or not. I brought the dogs inside because they kept barking. They kept barking because the cats were wandering around in their line of sight and hearing. The dogs had not been in the house ten … Continue reading
Day one; Footnotes Vignettes of the Day, Prayers For the Night
And so it has begun. This first day of the new year is working its way toward being over. It has not been boring, though it did not go as I had hoped and planned. But then, it is those … Continue reading
December Twenty-eighth, When a Dragon Isn’t a Dragon After All
Stress is the dragon in my room. I have been stressed before, but never like this. I never had to fully handle it physically on my own. Even though my son is with me, its not quite the same. Or … Continue reading
Words from The Dirt Road 