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Tag Archives: Memories
Easter Memories
One rainy afternoon last week, looking through our family photo box, I found a picture of my three-year old daughter, Allison, hunting Easter eggs in Denver, Colorado, wearing her blue Easter dress and fancy white bonnet. This was one … Continue reading
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
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
January ~ again
Today I saw a robin with a bright red breast, sitting in the top of a tree as I drove by coming home from my Pilates class. But wait, I thought, that bird’s crazy. It’s only January. And besides, it … Continue reading
Beyond Forever
Finally, a day to call my own, mostly because I have a car in the garage with a flat tire. Spent some time out in the yard this morning, wearing a warm jacket and looking for signs of Spring. I … Continue reading
Posted in Nostalgia, Writing
Tagged Daughter, Long Goodbye, Love, Memories, Mother, Valentine
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Allison’s Vase
Early in September each year I begin to waver ~ do I enjoy the flowers on the bushes, or do I cut them, probably for one last time, and put them in a vase to enjoy in an entirely different … Continue reading