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Tag Archives: Mum
Taking Turns
Yesterday, I saw a friend from the health food store. We had a conversation about mothers, hers and mine. Her grandmother died in December at age 99. Her mother will be 70 this year and she’s spent the last bunch … Continue reading
Old Letters
My youngest sister found a small packet of letters, I sent to Mum in 1986 when I was in the Coast Guard, among her things. She threatened promised to send them to me. They arrived yesterday. I opened the first one … Continue reading
Different Views
I like to go Somewhere Else from time to time. The first time I lived Somewhere Else, I couldn’t wait to get out of there. I hated to think my life had become so limited. I moved away from, and … Continue reading
47% Cheese
Some of you know that I am the product of divorce, back when it was still a trendy, movement. As Gram used to say, I am from a “broken home”. My home really was broken; Gram had no idea. My … Continue reading
Faultless Best
I read Marion Winik’s Telling this weekend. It resonated. She writes about being out all night, doing acid, with her sister, arriving home as her mother is having a morning cup of coffee. Marion tells her mom that they’re tripping … Continue reading
Destiny Calls
The phone rang. The caller told me she’d forgotten who she was. She felt that she hadn’t been her true self in such a long time that she’d completely lost track of who that was. She woke up, old, one … Continue reading
True Story
It’s been five years today since I saw Mum. It was her first and last visit to Hippy Hill. We had moved in at the end of December. I was excited to show her the lady slippers growing along the … Continue reading
Cutler Harbor
I went to Cutler today. I haven’t been there in close to 30 years. It hasn’t changed much. I’m glad. I don’t like things changing when I’m not looking. The view tugs insistently at my heart. It’s the world I … Continue reading
Posted in Human Condition
Tagged commercial fishing, Experience, Happiness, Mum, peace & quiet, Personal
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Peanut Butter Picnic
When I was a little girl, any time I had a peanut butter and jelly sandwich in my hand, and I was outside, it was a picnic. We lived on the water. On warm evenings, my mother made sandwiches, tuna or … Continue reading
Orderly Affairs
There is poignancy in settling her affairs, nostalgia in the conclusion of her life. I’ve paid her bills and managed to sell her house. I feel like I’m stealing from her every time I write a check.
