Tag: love
group name: famiilyhistory
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March 14, 2006 03:51 PM EST --
There at the edge of nothing
someone waits for me.
His essence fills the air
enabling me to breathe.
I draw the life he exhaled
so very long ago,
pull it deep inside
to energize my soul.
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April 20, 2006 08:21 PM EDT --
(edited version after receiving permission to use her real name)
Dazed preoccupation, glowing skin, picture in hand to remind her he wasn't a dream, giggles and visible jitters. She showed all . . . more
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April 16, 2006 02:47 AM EDT --
Hah! Got you with that title, didn't I? It's true too but probably not in the way you expect. Let me tell you about Barry, okay?
I was 14 and my girlfriend Linda had two stepbrothers, . . . more
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February 06, 2006 04:58 PM EST --
Ben the Wonder Dog
We got him the year the twins turned three. Lively two were wearing us thin and they needed a wrestlin' dawg. This one was . . . more
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June 17, 2006 03:16 PM EDT --
I breezed past the card aisles and stores this year without feeling the pull. My father, grandfathers, and the uncles and friends . . . more
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March 14, 2006 03:44 PM EST --
Whipping winds and pelting rain
the demons on a rampage again
They wage a losing battle you see
nothing can fell the family tree
A solid icon, brilliant . . . more
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August 16, 2007 03:08 PM EDT --
I was about four when Daddy let me set a place setting at our cafe. I wasn't really tall enough to reach the counter. I would stand on my tippy toes and carefully place the napkin and silver . . . more
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December 19, 2006 10:11 PM EST --
I didn’t know it at the time, but it was the last Christmas of my childhood.
My husband and I had announced just before Thanksgiving that we were expecting. That baby was the first grandchild . . . more
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April 25, 2008 12:32 PM EDT --
Whipping winds and pelting rain
the demons on a rampage again
They wage a losing battle you see
nothing can fell the family tree
A solid . . . more
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May 11, 2006 03:39 PM EDT --
Paths That Cross
Growth is obvious in flower beds
And buds of bush and trees.
Spring, with life just beginning
All over the land.
A beautiful spirit sleeps silently
A flower in a nursing home bed.
Spring, . . . more
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April 04, 2006 12:18 AM EDT --
She was 14 when the Nazis came in the middle of the night to take her father and hang him in the street. Decades later, she saw a photo of him in a book about the occupation.
* . . . more
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June 14, 2008 09:23 PM EDT --
One of the best things about having a granddaughter who is still young enough to feel big when she stands on a chair to wash dishes is that while she feels big, she also talks big. Hannah Montana . . . more
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April 18, 2006 07:31 PM EDT --
In addition to the traditional offerings most generous, doting parents lavish on a child, mine infused a lifeline to their unrestricted generosity. They gave me the world, by allowing me to see . . . more
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September 13, 2006 12:49 AM EDT --
Tonight during my teevee hour with the dawg I watched a "LEGENDS:" show on the comedy Channel.
"RODNEY DANGERFIELD" was the subject.
My poor skills do not do justice to begin to . . . more
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March 21, 2006 09:52 AM EST --
Don't play B17. "It was our song, it was his song, now it's over." What's your B17?
Ok, maybe not even a B17. How about just a sad-arse wallowy perfectly pathetic dribbling tune . . . more
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May 12, 2006 07:54 PM EDT --
The mothers sit on the other side of the screen, their faces hidden. They tell the talk show host what they do to babies born with serious imperfections:
"We smother them, quietly and gently, but . . . more
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July 27, 2006 12:31 AM EDT --
I have written before about the death of my fiancee, Robert Varraso, when I was just 20 years old. This is something I wrote shortly after he died.
I had never expected to be there. I stepped . . . more
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August 11, 2006 08:54 PM EDT --
I went for a walk with my mother yesterday. I walked out the back door with the confused imposter who had been living in her body the . . . more
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December 15, 2006 02:29 PM EST --
Our quarrel began the night before I was born and ended the morning she died unless, as I suspect, her spirit lingers to resent the funeral. A rational person would assume that if she knows about . . . more
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April 28, 2006 02:37 AM EDT --
My big mistake was in expecting a twenty-mile drive to erase the thirty years I had been away. I set myself up for the unwarranted sense of betrayal that came when . . . more
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