When my kids were little, I constantly tried to keep the house clean. With five kids, it was futile. We always had sports equipment, school bags, lunchboxes, and jackets piled in the entrance hallway. You had to climb over a mound to get to the kitchen. This made me crazy! That’s a mother. When…
My Birthday Eve
Tomorrow I will reach my grand 66th birthday. That is really hard to believe because I feel it should be my 39th birthday. No! No! No! That would mean I had to go through peri-menopause again, so lets forget 39. Maybe I’ll choose 45. Then again, that was the year my body added twenty…
Mourning Dove by Elaine Ambrose
“See! The winter is past; the rains are over and gone. Flowers appear on the earth; the season of singing has come, the song of doves is heard in our land.” (Song of Songs 2:11-12). The lane from the house to the school bus took me 10 minutes to walk. That’s all the time I…
Our Hibachi Angel by Gail Blase
Katey died of a heroin overdose on June 13th, 2012. She was twenty-five years old. We’d planned a dinner out together, to celebrate how well she’d had been doing with her recovery. We were finally getting our old Katey back. We had no idea that she had relapsed. When I got to her house, there…
A Letter to Darrell Sifford’s Son
I thought I’d meet Darrell Sifford in person one day. He’d already become a twice a week fixture in my life with his columns in the Philadelphia Inquirer. Every Wednesday and Sunday, were special days to sit with hot coffee and scour the Family section for his words. It felt like meeting a wise friend…
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