Old traditions never die

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I have a hankering for lemon meringue pie. My mother used to make it around this time of year which was always during “Lent,” the time of year Christians are encouraged to abstain from something, usually something sweet. She had … Continue reading

Letting go

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Maybe it’s the season or the time of the year. Maybe it’s just me. Lately I have been thinking of days gone by, other holidays and special people long gone. I hate when this happens because there is a melancholy to … Continue reading

Missing the angel of death

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In our culture we put flowers on the graves of our loved ones for special occasions like Christmas or All Saints Day. We also plant some in the ground for the summer. After accompanying my mother on these excursions as … Continue reading

Life and death – the outliving wars!

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Yesterday the beloved husband said the most romantic thing. He said, “I hope you outlive Jake.” Jake is our cat. Of course he doesn’t want to share me with anyone, not even a cat! So sweet. Maybe. There is more … Continue reading

Taking a snapshot in time

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During the holidays, two former co-workers died. These were people I worked with 18 years ago. One was the owner of the company. He was my exact age. The other, one of the head designers, was a few years younger. … Continue reading

Obituaries, the last opportunity for notariety

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Below is a repost from last year. It’s one of my favorites although freshly pressed chose something totally different. Think of it as a summer rerun while I turn the beloved husband’s colonoscopy into a PG post. A classmate of … Continue reading

Old friends, holiday cards and missing the cue

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Sometimes we get sucked into our own microsphere and get disengaged from friends. Not because we mean to but because life is full of nonsense stuff. I moved back to my childhood town 17 years ago following a painful divorce. A … Continue reading