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In the Name of God
I do believe in God. What I don’t believe is that there is a God in human form watching us in order to decide whose side He/She is on. That’s a bit hard to reconcile with a God that is loving, at...
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Return to the Library
I had some time to kill at Oklahoma State University yesterday and there was a subject I wanted to research, one that OSU has in their archives. I’d walked past the library earlier in the day, always a...
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Pity Party
The first months of the year are the ones that can drag me down. I love winter, but there are some sad memories that cold, dreary days tend to make resurface. A sadness can prevail, if I let it. My...
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Losing a Child…Year Four
Once again, the date rolls around, the day I woke up four years ago to find my son had died. I didn’t wake up today and think about the date. I was reminded by a couple of people letting me know they...
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Party on, Garth!
Last weekend, I checked another event off my bucket list when I finally got to see Garth Brooks in concert. My husband and I had tickets for his last Tulsa concerts 17 years ago, but my husband had...
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Signs of Oklahoma
Today’s a great day to see what you can find in signs. I’ve started taking pictures of signs when I travel near and far to remind me where I was when I’m going through pics. Some of these have been...
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Oregon Revisited – continued
Wherever you live, there is beauty all around you, history to learn, and good food to eat. To a traveler, ordinary things seem exotic or, at the very least, different from what you see at home. The...
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40
Forty years ago today, our son was born. Forty years ago. Five years ago today, he texted me: Two months later, he was gone, his 6’2″ frame weakened by the residual effects of intense radiation ten...
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A Matter of Respect
Great teachers never stop teaching. Last month, I traveled to Kansas City with one of my main purposes to see my high school Latin teacher, who turned 95 that week. Bea Notley was not only one of the...
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Day Trippin’
In my old age, as I drove along, I thought it was a pretty good thing to be able to take a trip by myself. I’d been to a funeral for a sweet friend the day before, enforcing the knowledge that I would...
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Fear & Loathing in the US
There’s nothing like the lessons that history teaches us about ourselves. I sometimes wonder how this time in our lives will be judged in even a few decades with all the venom spewing onto social media...
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Mom had her spells…
Reading about my great-grandmother living in the late 1800s until she died in 1937, I suddenly stopped at the sentence, “Mom had her fussy spells and enjoyed them.” That is followed by, “Dad never...
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Becoming Me
Looking at my 70 year old self isn’t the most fun if you’re talking about looking in the mirror. There’s no denying the changes no matter how you’ve taken care of yourself. Thinking about who I really...
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Women Also Participated
Girls today probably don’t really appreciate the women in the Olympics just as I didn’t really appreciate the fact that women in America only got the vote the year before my mother was born, 1920, 25...
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Wedding Showers – Then and Now
I traveled to Louisville, KY to visit the Filson Historical Society where I had learned some of my family’s papers were stored. One of the items that had been donated was a scrapbook assembled by a...
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The Big Business of Crazy
This year is full of craziness and not the fun kind. I feel paralyzed with shock, not only with the craziness that has come crawling out from out from under the sleazy underbelly of the internet and...
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For Mommy
This one is for my Mommy. That wasn’t what I was thinking this morning when I dragged myself up after a short sleep following a long day. I was thinking I needed to go vote early, but it was chilly and...
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My Good Old Days
I was born in December, 1945, which makes me 71 now. At this age, I have enough life lived to look back and get perspective on the good old days of my life. I can understand the good, the bad, and the...
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Losing a child…year six
The reality that struck me, struck me hard, when my son died was how many many people I know who have lost a child. It’s not that I didn’t know these people, family and friends and even strangers, had...
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Walking the walk, talking the talk
My college roommate once told me, way back in college, that I had a great ability to see all sides of a problem. I’m going to consider it a gift to be able to have empathy for people, even those I...
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