Full Circle.
I distinctly remembering my mother saying, “We’ve come full circle,” on the one year of my father’s passing on February 22, 1999.
Full Circle.
Full: Containing all that is normal or possible
cir·cle: A series or process that finishes at its starting point or continuously repeats itself; a cycle.
Full Circle.
At sixteen, I thought that was brilliant.
At [...]
Full, Circle
Once Upon a November…
As a child, November meant two things:
1) visiting family
2) HEAT!
As much as my parents tried to express their love and affection with more clothing and toys then we could ever need, they refused to turn on the heat in the winter and the air conditioning in the summer. It was nuts really. We’d walk around [...]
A Season For Everything
As I sit to write this post, it is 25 minutes before midnight.
And at midnight, June 18th, every year for as long as I can remember, I have wished my mother, “Happy Birthday!”
Same thing goes for midnight on June 16th, July 3rd, and July 7th—the birthdays of my sisters and myself.
It is our tradition, always was, [...]
Ramblings between 2 and 10
Today it is exactly two months since my mom died.
Today, my baby girl is 10 months old.
This is the very last picture I have of the two them. I hate last pictures. You suspect nothing from them, they are, in the moment, just pictures. That is until the moment is no more, then they [...]
