Shower He is in our shower stall, kneeling, in shorts and a t-shirt. I stand naked, shivering. A flow of warm water spills off me onto him. A line of surgical tape squares covers tiny incisions that run up and down my legs, ankles to groin. Post-surgery instructions required the unwrapping of tight leg wraps, …
Chasing Aurora | A Mom’s Hope Journal Entry, 2011 Three of my sons pile into the car in response to my unprecedented late night invitation. I am in the back seat.We are driving north to see an Aurora Borealis, rare in the Colorado sky. The teen brothers chat strategy about which road to take for …
Drowning in sound. A first pair of hearing aids brings a flood of small sounds and a newfound ability to sift through noise to find meaning.
What I learned from watching “Hoarders” during the pandemic.
Part one.
We sat at the diner down the road. And the rest of the story goes here.