I wore your hat the other day. My son looked at me funny, so I put it at a jaunty angle and thought of you. I still slip on your socks sometimes. They're completely worn in the heels and never really fit in my shoes, but they were yours. Corduroy patches, tacky Hawaiin … [Read more...]
Honoring Loved Ones Lost to Agent Orange Exposure
On Memorial Day, we honor those who died in combat and from illnesses related to their military service. Lyn May - 1946 to 1993 Between 1962 and 1971, the United States Military sprayed Agent Orange, a "blend of tactical herbicides," during Operation Ranch Hand to remove … [Read more...]
The Weeds in Me
I've never liked gardening metaphors. Gardening as therapy, an enjoyable hobby, or a way to relax has always mystified me. It's a funny reaction, too, because my childhood is overflowing with happy memories among fruit trees, glorying in a bounty of blueberries, raspberries, … [Read more...]
Deciding For Myself
I looked across the room and discovered him there. Tall, just short of gangly, dark hair, a tad on the side of cocky; exactly my type. It immediately became clear that he was out of my league, so I contented myself with sly stares, blushing a bit when he caught me ogling him. My … [Read more...]
