Where am I going?

"He makes me lie down in green pastures. He leads me beside quiet waters." Psalm 23:2 NIV October 20, 2021, I learned to drive in the San Francisco bay area. For many years I drove in Alaska, over all types of terrain and in all types of weather, and then there were the years of …

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What do I do?

"The Lord is my shepherd;I have everything I need." Psalm 23:1 NLT October 19, 2021 - - It didn't feel like I had everything I needed. I also didn't know, as Doug and I climbed out of our truck at the Copper Queen Community Hospital in Bisbee, Arizona, that it would be the last time …

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Starting Over… questions I’m asking

A couple weeks ago I took the last can of tomato sauce out of the last case of tomato sauce in my pantry. As I tossed the empty box on the floor to mash it for the garbage, it occurred to me that this was the last case of tomato sauce Doug and I bought …

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February 12, Doug Day

Today is Doug’s birthday.  Since he chose not to have a funeral, I've wanted to write a few words about him, though I've struggled with this for weeks.  At the last minute, this is all I can say… This week I’ve been hanging pictures and family photos.   We hadn’t been able to do that before …

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the days of firsts and lasts…

About a month ago my elderly washing machine pooped out.  Two previous repair visits yielded no remedy.  But I'm told the repairman will be here "soon" with the needed part. So for the first time in years I've become a regular at a laundromat, next town over, 20 miles away.  Laundromats have seriously upgraded.  This …

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gifts of memory

I am an old woman with a trunk filled with dolls. I thought I would save them for a daughter, but gave birth to four sons. Then I thought I'd save them for a granddaughter. But when the hub bub of family arrives, this trunk, stuffed in the attic, is not remembered. What is remembered, …

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moving forward

I picked a doozy of a word.  It's not even a practice I normally participate in.  But while looking for inspiration in a magazine last January, the word kept appearing.  So I reasoned, "forward" must be my word for 2020.  Yes!  Forward it is!  And then... Political upheaval and impeachment happened. My mom died in …

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follow the pattern

A couple of weeks ago, Doug and I drove 2 hours north to meet the prospective buyer of our boat.  We arrived early to make sure it was clean.  It's amazing how dusty and dirty a boat can get floating all alone in a marina. As I sat on the comfortable seat cushions, I saw …

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my pandemical perspective

March 2020 - I went to the post office most days.  I was careful to disinfect my hands, car door handle and steering wheel in case coronavirus hitched a ride home with me.  I searched in vain for toilet paper.  Ordered a case of 80 rolls from Staples.  Watched the White House task force meetings, …

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making peace with my house

     When Doug and I first moved to this house, it was to care for his mom who was deep in a battle with dementia.  She was combative and angry.  I spent my days trying to keep her safe and myself sane.    I spent my nights listening to her sing and wander thru …

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