I used to be afraid to go to the hospital, so frightened in fact that the mere mention that I might have to go to the ER would send me screaming into a state a hysteria that rivaled a hyena. This past Friday when it became evident that I had to go to the Emergency
Several years ago I had unofficially assumed the role of host for our family Thanksgiving gatherings. I must have enjoyed the challenge of cooking the banquet size meal for my family and in-laws because I can’t think of any good reason today why I would volunteer my services for such a thankless job. I would
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I give you, Girty and your girls permission to stay and hang out in my mouth. I want to thank you for giving me the wake up call I needed and teaching me these past few months that I am stronger than I thought, but I think I can handle stress a lot better now.
I have not received a birthday card, letter or note from my father in years. I suppose the mail stopped when the emails began. Maybe the mail stopped when I was too old to get a birthday card. When I saw the return address on the envelope, I felt that familiar excitement that the mail
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I once saw a movie called the The Diving Bell and the Butterfly. It was about a man who became a quadriplegic and learned how to communicate using a series of blinks . In that limited capacity, he wrote a book about this experience as a quadriplegic. Imagine writing an entire book using only a
When my kids were little, Hanukah was big. So big, that among my four kids, not one of them wished they celebrated Christmas. It was BIG Hanukah. We celebrated all eight nights, each of the four children receiving a gift, sometimes multiple gifts. We had theme nights; homemade gift nights, even mom’s night, when each
Are you there God? It’s me Margaret. Ok so it’s been a while since we last spoke. In fact, it’s been something like 28 ok like 30 years ago. It’s hard to believe so much time has passed since our last conversation. I know when last we spoke; my biggest problem was worrying if I
“Anything new with Occupy?” my 12 year old asks me He’s asking because he hears me talking about it all the time, Occupy Wall Street, Occupy Tulsa, Occupy Oakland. If there is a group, even a small group occupying so much as a street corner, even a dumpster, I’m all over it. I go on-line
“Why don’t they speak English here?” she said for the 5th time in the last hour. I repeated: “They are Spanish mom! They don’t have to speak English!” “Well no one here understands a word I am saying” she said clearly disgusted at her failed attempt to buy oranges. I reminded her for what felt
We are not naked people. That’s what my wife said about us soon after we started dating. Without explanation, I knew what she meant. We were not the kind of people who walk around naked, especially during the daytime. I don’t even like taking my socks off, so if barefoot was intolerable, naked was out