"For the most sensitive among us the noise can be too much." I remember well when Phillip Seymour Hoffman died and Jim Carrey's tweet swept around the world shooting arrows into people's hearts. Mine was pierced. How could a succinct tweet of all things provide the lens through which I could finally understand my own… Continue reading There Might be Something to This
A Morning with Mom
Today after mom's physical therapy appointment we drove a few more miles up the road to Kimberling City and had breakfast at a mom and pop diner called Ma's Place. Behind the register on the wall was a flag shadow box surrounded by a dozen photographs of Veterans. The tables and chairs were metal-framed with… Continue reading A Morning with Mom
Mom Drives
It was just a trip around the neighborhood but mom drove today for the first time in two months. When she returned I asked her how it felt. She replied Good. It felt like freedom! I chuckled at her but then thought about how difficult this experience has been for her - being handicapped and dependent… Continue reading Mom Drives
