Journal

Fear

On Seasons (Après Summer)

Après: French for after  We’re hovering in that beautiful après time… between summer’s fade to end and autumn’s begin. I’m holding on to the golden summer from these snapshots. It was travel and new friends. Visits from dear family (sweet baby nephews!) who live halfway across the globe. Speaking some. Writing lots. Prepping for kids’…
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On Remembrance

I’d always looked up to my grandmother She was a mentor in my life and her opinion mattered greatly to me. She also suffered from the effects of Alzheimer’s and Parkinson’s in her final years, which stole much from this beautiful, once active college professor — including the memories she’d built up in more than eighty years of living. We’d…
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