My grandson talks to me in his native tongue, telling me stories from foreign lands. He snuggles close beside my ear to speak sometimes, others he paces back and forth across the room waving his tiny arms in the air, clapping with delight at his own jokes. I laugh, although I do not understand a […]
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Magic is Afoot
Posted in Spirit on May 15, 2021 | 1 Comment »
Grandmother’s Front Porch
Posted in My father's mom on May 3, 2021 | 1 Comment »
Her tiny house was built of an odd red block I’ve never seen used since. When it was constructed in 1945 it was the only material available, due to post war shortages. We lived next door, close enough that my dad’s powerful arm could have thrown a stick the distance. Both houses sat on a […]
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