What I am Remembering From the One Who is Forgetting

Sometimes you can just spend a couple of hours with someone, but it can change the way you see the rest of your life. A couple of weekends ago, on a trip back to California, I visited my eighty-something year old aunt who is now living in a home for those with memory loss. She has … Continue reading What I am Remembering From the One Who is Forgetting

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A Piece of Home Again

I will be flat out lying if I said my boys, just two years apart, get along all the time. Sometimes it's a daily war over the littlest things. Part of it is that they are so different from each other. One goes fast, the other slow. One likes bold flavors... the other, nothing but vanilla. "I want a different brother!!!" … Continue reading A Piece of Home Again