Hey Mom…………
Yes, Jasmine?
How about we go cruising with the sunroof open and sniff the spring time air?
Well, yes……let’s!!
Oh yeah!!!! What a day we’re having, just me and Mom driving in the sunshine!
family
potato soup
The smell of potato soup wafts up from the stove as I hold the seven week old baby girl tucked to my chest, rocking back and forth to try to get her to stop crying. And shivering. She is shivering. With my free arm, I stir and stir and stir the soup with the big broken metal spoon that I found in the cutlery drawer with a few stray spoons and forks and crumbs. The spoon grates against the pot with each pass through the thin soup. I can’t let it burn; it’s all there is to eat in the house.
I hadn’t thought of the family for years but they came rushing back to me with all the desperation and fear and hopelessness from so long ago. With a thick, creamy soup simmering on my stove; bacon, onions, potatoes, rich and creamy, I caught a memory as I lifted the lid to check and stir. Continue reading
smells like a wet dog in here
I flicked the light on at the top of the stairs and got about two steps down towards the basement before I yelled “the basement is flooded!”. And just to be sure I ran down and stood on the bottom step looking at stuff floating around in 5 inches of water. Continue reading
who pees their pants after 8 pm?
I was watching TV last night and after about the sixth ad for pee pads; if you leak when you laugh, sneeze or move, you need these – I turned to Mark to say what the heck is going on here? Continue reading
it’s the little things making today great
Three words shared ” heard a robin” and I smile.
This week has been a bit crazy. I felt a little Kung Fu Panda as I suddenly had all these things to do, but the strength, wisdom ….and naps…..and cheesecake…..came through and like that fat bear, I made it through the week managing to embrace the warrior status fat bears aspire to. Continue reading
footprint from my Buddy
As I went out to warm my car up this morning, I noticed the footprints beside the door. About the size of a loonie (that’s a Canadian coin for those of you from afar), the prints were made when Buddy came for a sleepover the other night.
Now, I’m not a “small dog person”. I leave the Pekingese and Yorkies to those who prefer purse dogs to sled dogs, but who knows how love works. Continue reading
road trip with Mom – calling shotgun!….and dog hair……
I see dogs in cars and feel a kindred spirit connection with their people. Those of us who take our furry friends for car rides accept the fur and slobber covered windows and I’m sure many like me minimize the kennel aspect with special dog blankets, cage dividers and the like. Continue reading
on life support
Life support is the magic of machines, panels of blinking lights, graphs and beeps. It’s the soft swish-wish, swish-wish that sings quietly in the room. Continue reading
doing the crossword in ink
I’m waiting for Mark to shower and get ready to head to the hospital. We will trek up to the ICU with our family who have gathered to give strength to each other and by way of prayers, osmosis or whatever you believe in, to our loved one. Such are the twists and turns that change plans and lives in moments. Continue reading
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