Category Archives: Family

Wrench

I thought I knew the plans for several daysahead, but recent circumstances threwa curve I can’t avoid, to skew my ways.I thought I knew. I’ll travel home. The acts that then ensuedepend on what a hospital conveys.Already I detect a … Continue reading →

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Inability to Relax

I sat beside her in the restaurant,engaging with my patience at a maxthrough maze of menu choosing what she’d want,though knowing she’d complain at the attacksof too much food or noise. The woman lacksmost hearing, and cognition’s inward-turned.I tried but … Continue reading →

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A Little Change, An Extra Day

The Wednesday visit pays a low return –we’ve little time together, and it’s latewhen I get home. I better answer yearnto interact when we can activatea weekend morning – cottage club’s our datefor hours playing, reading, loving time.I cancelled Wednesday … Continue reading →

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Decor-actions

On Saturday the Cottage Club made chainsof paper for our holiday decor.We taped and draped in spots in both domains,and chatted while we worked. The tree for sure,three windows, and considered even more,for we’ve some hundreds still, to deck the … Continue reading →

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Catching a Little Talk

I raised them to be walkers. Even now,we interact with interest on our feet.Invited to the school, our chosen howto get there was our legs upon the street.And when he asked how I am, his completeattention was available. He turnedhis … Continue reading →

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Nearly Done

When this posts in a week, the holidaywill be upon me. Now I’m nearly donewith necessary shopping, and the waysoon clears to walk beneath a winter sun,to train and trolley west, to eat and playwith buddies, sharing sweets and puzzle … Continue reading →

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If He’s Okay (Grandparenting)

If he’s okay, I’ll table my concern.I had a vision only yesterdayof child pain, but I’ll no longer churnif he’s okay. He’s 8. I well remember unkind playaround that age – cruel taunts and games that spurn.Protecting parents then, I … Continue reading →

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A Safe Space

Perhaps nobody wants to hear me pana mediocre book, or to attendher criticizing. That’s in no one’s plan,but we’re together now, and we can lendeach other ears. Six days we get to spendsome quarter hours in our room, the car,or … Continue reading →

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Rather Not

I didn’t fly to quibble or complain –my goal is soft reception, open eyesand ears – but I don’t welcome the disdainthat some beloved faces exercise.My purpose here is not to analyze,and no one says a lesson that I cravefrom … Continue reading →

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From Cottage Club

The view on Saturday at 9 a.m.is what I only see when I’m awayfrom home each week and cottage-hosting them,now grown so big that they prefer to playon screen instead of holding cards. I sayI’ll read and neither sweetheart acts … Continue reading →

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