Spring washed in like the tide, advancing confidently with warmth and sunshine one day and retreating the next. Some days the daffodils in Mother’s garden were bathed in lukewarm air that gently encouraged them, on others the wintry wind gusted, demanding a return to the bitterness of the months before. But like the tide, spring […]
Today a woman somewhere is laughing, weeping, grieving, or celebrating. Someone is giving birth; someone is losing a loved one to death. Relationships are forming, others are ending. For some, this will be an ordinary day filled with many of the same activities as yesterday. For others, something unexpected will suddenly make this day unforgettable, one that they may tell their children and grandchildren about in the future. In the same way that we are curious about how our grandmothers lived, future generations will be interested in learning about what an ordinary day was like in our lives.
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One Woman's Day
May 31 – The Hairbrush
Fourteen years ago, I remembered the choirs of my youth with too much distance, so I harbored no flashbacks that would keep me from joining a chorus as an adult. College was over, and grad school was over. I just worked. A lot. There was no reason why I couldn’t sing and dance again. It […]
May 24 – Dad’s Home Again
The kitchen with its drab walls and cracked linoleum floor was warmed by a wood-burning stove. The only place where the floor was heated was around the stove. I had a nice little spot behind it that was toasty warm. I sat back there and played with whatever was entertaining. Sometimes my sister and I […]
May 17 – Memory Cracks
“Do you remember?” I look at my husband. We’re sitting in the living room watching our favorite TV show. “Do you remember where we met for the first time?” I can detect that look in his eyes. The one that only recently appeared. It masks, I know from my own experience, a certain sense of […]
May 10 – The Great and Powerful Oz
“Next stop…Springfield, Missouri,” hailed the conductor. Minutes later, the train ground to a halt. Mother and I disembarked and found Granddad waiting for us at the platform adjacent to the train station. “Welcome!” Granddad said, his face beaming. He grabbed our suitcases and whisked us away in his bronze-colored finned Chrysler, the perfect automobile for […]
May 6 – Happy Birthday, Mom
The day after my agent told me a publisher wanted to publish my first book, my mother unexpectedly passed away. I fell from the highest of highs to the lowest low. These two events are inextricably tied together in my heart, and I can never think about achieving my dream of becoming an author without the sad […]
