Category Archives: Musings and Memories
While working a very busy job as the speech pathologist between several hospitals, the therapist who normally handled home-health patients took a vacation. Why? At the time I concluded principally to inconvenience me. She may in fact have had other … Continue reading
So I’m a writer now? When did it happen? When I started the blog? The first time I got paid? Was it buying the laptop for the express purpose of being able to write wherever and whenever I needed to? … Continue reading
In my hand is a pebble. It is small, round. It takes up little space in the palm of my hand. It is smooth from the handling of my memory. The pebble is a moment. It’s the time my young … Continue reading
The temperature, that is.
Dear Child With a Life Cut in Two, I did not see this for you, this life in two halves. I planned only one. A path curved beyond horizons I couldn’t yet see, but that wandered through my lands for … Continue reading
It is Christmas of 2004. It has been several months since my husband of seventeen years and I decided to divorce. A few weeks prior, we sat in the living room of the house he still lived in with the … Continue reading