Even though she walks with the deliberate, slow steps acquired with age and arthritis, she continues to move forward. Her hands may search about grasping the back of the chair or the nearby wall to steady herself, but she carries herself forward. My dear, dear Auntie is one determined lady. I love to hear her …
The Winds Of Change
The winds of change. I hear them in the distance...coming my way. I tell myself that I am ready. I am prepared for what life is blowing towards my back. Grounding my feet upon the earth, centering myself..I prepare. This is not one of those times when I am caught unaware and find myself …
I Miss You Mom
October 13, 1934 is my mother’s birthday. Many years ago I would have gone to the “Five and Ten” store to proudly buy her a pretty pin or some cheap perfume for this special day. Makes me wish for the innocence of yesterday when life was so carefree and I thought she would …
To My Father
I have never known a man so logical yet willing to explore the world he does not understand. A man so compassionate he gives of himself without a second thought. This man is gentle, kind and quiet. He has never been one to call attention to himself but always stands in the background ready …
Finding My Voice
As a very young child, I was extremely shy. I recall how difficult it was to exchange a hello when introduced to my mother’s friends. I could only whisper my greetings. I knew it should not be difficult, but it was. It was awkward and very uncomfortable. My mother was …
My whispers in the wind - Charlsey Jane 