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
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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
When God sends a dog and a half…
Finnegan is sleeping more innocent like than he should be. He's no doubt tired after a two short walks -- post breakfast and post lunch given my work-at-home lifestyle -- and running away to see his girlfriend this afternoon. (Luna's a lovely golden mix with whom he normally has set, mommy-monitored play dates.) Finn inside… Continue reading When God sends a dog and a half…
A dog for every season
"...for love is strong as death..." Song of Solomon 8:6 When I was young, I lived in a garden. There was technically a house in that garden, but I wasn't in it very much other than to eat a few bites or to sleep in a glass-walled sun porch that looked out on -- you… Continue reading A dog for every season
Nora Edinger -- JOY Journal 