Tag Archives: Aging

Blessings

Today I am aware of lessons that are to be learned.  Some I am learning today, even as I write.  Some have been saved deep in my brain.  Others are on the cusp of my awareness. It’s been just over … Continue reading

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My Mother, Myself

I see my mother in myself when I least expect to see her.  I see her in my hands, my wrists and elbows, and I see her in the tops of my feet.  I see her in myself when I … Continue reading

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Changing Places

All week I’ve been moving pictures off walls and hauling things to Good will. Rainy days do this to me. But how can you give away your grandmother’s cut glass candy dish? Or your mother’s oval plate with the robin on … Continue reading

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