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To Go or Not to Go?

I’m sitting at my kitchen table with my front door open so I can see outside, watching the squirrels and birds. I had just told the owner of the condo we’re going to that we were not cancelling and would be there Monday. Not 20 minutes later, I see an announcement come from The DispatchContinue reading “To Go or Not to Go?”

Riding the Rails

After Dad’s passing in August, I received a small portion of his ashes in a beautiful little urn made of deep blue marble with gray flecks. Heavy and smooth in the hand, it’s a pleasure to hold. The small silver bands wrapped around it are reminiscent of railroad tracks. Spreading Dad’s ashes along the railroadContinue reading “Riding the Rails”

If I had Written My Dad’s Obituary

When a loved one dies, there is no time to think. Even if we were capable of thinking during those hours and days immediately after losing someone we love deeply, the words to build a proper salute quite often just don’t come. We are rushed to the funeral home to make arrangements. They ask questionsContinue reading “If I had Written My Dad’s Obituary”