Knitting, spinning, starting projects, driving somewhere with the music up loud, working hard quelling unrest everywhere.
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When you get a call from an adult child who says, “Mom, I want/need to come home” you realize that if all you had between yourself and the County Poor Farm was one potato, you would cut it in pieces and pass most of them over. I did stop and ask, “Are you sure this […]
since I’ve written here. I just couldn’t do it. Words were there, but I wasn’t ready to put them down yet. My mother passed away last week, at age 90. I was fortunate to have her so long; perhaps this was a compensation for losing my father so early, when I was only 6. She […]