I thought I knew all the juicy family "secrets." The marriages, the not-quite marriages and, well, the one about the many-greated uncle -- a farmer who was shot to death on a dirt road I have actually walked. The story is that my relative discovered someone was stealing his chicken feed and he poisoned the… Continue reading A trail of book crumbs
Category: family life
I Have A Tin Whistle
And, I’m not afraid to use it. This concerns my family. I’d like to think this is because they fear I might run off with some kind of Celtic women (of a certain age) group and end up skipping across the stage while playing like a virtuoso and letting my hair float wild in the… Continue reading I Have A Tin Whistle
A Year of Grieving Comfortably
The first time I put on a piece of my mother’s clothing – excepting for frequent try-ons of a pair of metallic gold dress shoes that lured me into her closet when I was young -- was the night she died. A sudden stroke last Easter weekend became an instant, irreversible coma. She lingered only… Continue reading A Year of Grieving Comfortably
My hair is long
It’s also rather wild at times. If the day were humid, my hair were freshly air dried and I could somehow rustle up a great deal of black leather I could slip into a 1980s tribute band without being noticed. This big-hair-don’t-care thing all started in late 2021. I was momming a household that included… Continue reading My hair is long
Driving me crazy
Driving 400 miles in a car one has had a mere six days with two tech-savvier-than-thou teen daughters was, well, an experience. As my husband has a near obsession with buying cars that might outlive us both, we hadn't bought a vehicle in forever. In so long that any business interaction involving their years of… Continue reading Driving me crazy
Nora Edinger -- JOY Journal 