March 13

My mother's birthday is was March 13; she would have been 71 this year. I wasn't going to write a post about her because I just published one a couple of weeks ago, but here we are. The day started off as many do, with a quick look at Facebook to see if anything was … Continue reading March 13

“You are my sunshine” (Grieving my dead relatives, continued)

So, it's that time of year again; when the anniversary of the day a relative died rolls around and you try to remember without being too sad. This is my mother. At the time this picture was taken, she was a sister, a daughter. At the time this picture was taken, she was not yet … Continue reading “You are my sunshine” (Grieving my dead relatives, continued)

Gratitude

I've been keeping a gratitude journal this year. A long time ago, I read Simple Abundance by Sarah Ban Breathnach and decided to give the "keeping the journal all year" thing a shot.  It was an easy enough premise: write down at least three things that you are grateful for each day. That's it. It starts off fairly … Continue reading Gratitude

A child’s “firsts”

I had my first child when I was 29 years old. I started back to school and back to work when he was 8 weeks old. As a full-time student and working mother, I missed a lot of my child's "firsts". Certainly, I knew it was going to be a trade-off; get better educated to get better … Continue reading A child’s “firsts”

Signs (from the dead relatives)

Ever wrestle with a decision, wondering what is the right thing to do in any situation? Sometimes when that happens to me, I'll think, "What would my mother or father do?" or "What would Nana think about this?". Well, the other day I was going back on forth about something, then made my decision and … Continue reading Signs (from the dead relatives)

grieving my dead relatives, part 3

my paternal grandmother's birthday is today. her name was originally 'maria', anglicized to 'mary'  (as so many were so many others) when she arrived here from italy around 1924 (http://www.ellisisland.org/). she died at the age of 93, about 6 years ago. she had sort of reconciled herself to the reality of her cognitive decline, as … Continue reading grieving my dead relatives, part 3

grieving my dead relatives, part 2

march 15 was the anniversary of the day my father died and joined my mother.  had he not been addicted to cigarettes, alcohol, and gambling in his 20's,  he'd have been 72 years old. instead, he's been in that great rehab in the sky (i hope...) for 12 long years. as i have often done since he died, … Continue reading grieving my dead relatives, part 2

grieving my dead relatives, part 1

necco wafers, tootsie rolls, pepper and egg sandwiches, chipped beef on toast, coffee jello, split pea soup, hermit cookies... what do these foods have in common?  well, for  one thing, they are all foods that i don't like much. also, they were some of my mother favorites  (i'm sure there is something very freudian in that admission). Her birthday was … Continue reading grieving my dead relatives, part 1