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As I witness my father’s body diminish, his mind bend and his soul prepare to release, I feel the gravity of life transforming — the weightlessness of being –the endurance of spirit. Reflections in my pond with some shivers of … Continue reading
My father’s dementia has progressed so rapidly in the past ten days, it takes my breath away. On December 19, I stayed with him at my sister’s and we had sensible conversations as we watched the Democratic debate and ate … Continue reading
My father, now 93 and fighting to remain cogent and healthy. It’s no wonder Mom fell for him! Still a gentleman and scholar, though age is having a rough dance with him. Love him dearly.
When I was fourteen, my Dad and Mom bought a farmhouse and all the outbuildings of a once-working, family dairy farm, on forty acres just three miles south of Pullman, Washington. The work, land, people, and history remain part of … Continue reading
After he retired, my father built his dream boat; all wood, wide and deep enough for comfortable lake fishing and coastal crabbing. What a beauty she was! Odell Lake, Oregon USA
Mom gave me this Sunbeam Mixmaster, top of the line in 1969, as a wedding gift. Avacado was the color rage then, along with Tangerine and Lemon. Every time I pull it out, I think of Mom; what a good … Continue reading