Tag: #familylife
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Marco
Marco was the bully on the block. He would never share or play nice. He called everyone names. He pushed kids, took their stuff and was mean deep into his core. Gloria and Anna were in front of their house drawing on the sidewalk with bright colored chalk. They had glass coca-cola bottles lines lined…
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Juju
Juju ran up the block, he had no jacket on. His thin wiry arms moving like a swimmers over the cement sidewalk. Moving through a range of strokes over the cement sidewalk he approaches, running, frantic. Juju sees me going through the gate of my house and runs towards me. Caro, Caro, save me. I…
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Chicken Wings and Snow Squalls
Home is my absolute favorite place. I’m always happy to travel, to go to see friends and family and visit. But sometimes I just need home. The comfort and familiarity of it. Heading back today towards home I rode into a storm. Winter storms here kick up quickly, they can be unforgiving. The bridge had…
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Flowers in the window
My mom was dying. She was at home in what they call home hospice. The nurse assigned was advised by her physician to give her morphine. My mom was tiny, fading and full of pain. The morphine helped. This morning I watered the flowers I bought for her two years ago. They sit in my…
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Be not forgetful to entertain strangers
My grandparents lived in a small house in a valley. The railroad ran below the valley and the tracks ran over the river. Sometimes my brother and I walked on the tracks, looking down through the slats at the river. We knew the schedule so we would walk along between runs. My dad remembered that…
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The spirit of the holiday season/Winter.
The spirit of the season is love. The spirit of the season is peace. It is not about gifts or shopping or new clothing. The spirit of the season is about joy, hope and light. Catch the spirit of the season, share it and keep it in your heart all year ❤️🕊️
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Winter
The morning is quiet and the sky is dark. I look out the window across the way and point out the lights in the distance. Look at the star in the sky, I say to my husband. It’s the north star he says. Yes, I smile. It’s the Northstar. The morning sky is dark…
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Veterans Day
Mornings are my favorite time of the day. This morning we were up and out as the sky started to turn pink at sunrise. When we stepped outside, the air was perfumed with the scent of burning firewood. Tomorrow is a day off from work. But it’s more than that, it’s a day to remember…
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Fall
The geese have taken up residence by the house. They love to sit under the apple trees. Our dog is intent on chasing them so we keep him on a lead to give them space. They were under the front window this morning and we watched them pick at grass and seeds for breakfast. They…
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Dreams
Last night I dreamed about you. It was clear and real. I saw your face, smiling and laughing at the kitchen table. The view from the kitchen window the same. The Spanish moss on the trees elegantly dressed them. We were there, in the house, in New Orleans. The house was crowded with friends and…
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