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Category: Slice Of Life

Mamas Never Forget Their Babies…

If God almighty were to sit in judgment of me the way that my daughter has, then I would be damned to hell for all of eternity. Of this, I am certain…. Actually, I am only teasing. But, I was surprised by a little exchange between me and my daughter…

Aging

I have always wanted a VW Beetle convertible.  And, I’ve got a birthday, anniversary and Mother’s day all coming up together within a five day period.  (This is where I wish I had emoji’s.) I test drove one a few weeks ago.  The young…

Can We Talk About Selfies?

I used to facilitate a creative/expressive writing class in the county jail.  Often I would give each inmate a story starter to get the creative juices flowing.  A story starter is usually just a sentence–any sentence.  Sometimes, I would flip open a book and randomly pick any…

Obits…

“When you write my obituary…”  my husband hesitated, then began again, “If I die first, and you write my obituary, please just state the facts.” “Okay, why?”  I asked. I was sitting on the couch nursing that first cup of necessary coffee while…

Lenten Wanderings

I made a king cake for Fat Tuesday.  The brioche-like pastry can be filled with cream cheese or cinnamon and inside a small figurine of the infant Christ is hidden.  The idea for partakers of this sweet treat is to find Christ.  It is a wonderful symbol of the…

What Would Your Mama Think?

  My parents have been dead for a long time now.  Sometimes, I forget what life was like when I had them.  It is almost like a separate life existed, one that is barely recognizable to me with the distance that time has placed between then and now.   Maybe that…

Yes, I did back into my daughter’s car…

“You backed into your daughter’s car?” Jake from State Farm, asked. “Yes”. I replied. “In your driveway?” He continued. “Yes.” “Did you know that she was home?” “Yes……yes, I did.” Silence. Wonder what he thinks about that? I might as well just tell the truth…lay it all…