The passage of time waits for no one. I knew it was coming. This anniversary of sorts. I knew it was coming and have given myself permission to cry and remember and cry some more. She died on the cusp of November 11th and 12th. I am sure she took her last breath on November … Continue reading Time
. I promise it’s not as sad as it may sound. It will be two years soon. Seven hundred and thirty days. Sometimes it feels like thousands, but then I think we all know that the passage of time can move fast or slow depending on an individuals’ perception. To be honest, I have been … Continue reading Grief, Laughter and Ashes
She gave the most wonderful gifts. One year I received a package of note paper made out of elephant poop. Another Christmas or birthday, I received a book of Italian poetry; other gifts included a beautiful mother of pearl clam shell, small enough to fit into the palm of my hand, and when I opened … Continue reading Flying Wishes
Wise words I heard from my mom: #1. Always put cream on your elbows. Men don't like women who have wrinkly elbows. #2. Never say 'Me and so and so'. It's 'So and so and I'. Even if you're with your friends! Don't let them think for a second that you cannot speak the way … Continue reading Wise words
My Name is Margaret 