Single Moms: An Ode To You and My Reflection
Over the weekend I saw a post on Facebook about an act of kindness a man did for a single mother who couldn’t afford more than a happy meal for her young son, not able to even get herself a .99 cent hamburger, yet noticeably hungry. I know many stories on Facebook these days are part of the “fake news” circuit but whether this particular story was real or not… the storyline is very real for many single moms indeed. After crying my eyes out at this post, the feelings all too familiar, I haven’t been able to stop reflecting on life now and then when I was part of the…
1930: A Year Worth Remembering
We had the honor of celebrating my grandfather’s birthday yesterday… how lucky am I to have my grandfather still, alive, and well… only, he’s sort of missing. You see, my grandfather has dementia and as you may know by the clinical term, his memory is failing, disappearing into the distance, further and further away. I wonder where he goes? When I sit with him, in the flesh, I see my grandfather, I feel his presence, he is there. He looks up and recognizes me, or at least I think he does, then he disappears. I get my hopes up time and time again, although I am…
