Author Archives: storyteller59

Getting old is something that happened to your grandparents not your parents. In my minds eye my parents are young and vibrant. I see my dad on our boat fishing and laughing or splitting wood for our fireplace and cussing because the wedge got stuck behind a knot. My mom is sewing our identical holidayContinue reading “If your older I am too…”

Today I spent a part of my day with my daughter. In the pre COVID days and before my mom came back to Jersey with me this was a regular event. Generally once a month or so ( leaning more towards the “ or so” ) we would have chick day. We would get ourContinue reading “A little self care….”

It’s been a while since I have written. Not because I didn’t feel like I had anything say, but because I felt like I was drowning. Many of us say when my parents need support I will be there. It is said without reservation. There is no hesitation. No taking a moment to think aboutContinue reading “I got you…”

There’s a glass coffee pot in the corner hutch, it was a wedding gift to my grandparents, when I’m gone I want you to have it. I hate these conversations. It isn’t like I am not aware of the fact that one day she will not be there, I just hate it when she decidesContinue reading “When I’m gone….”

I woke up this morning and this song was running through my head. I’m not really sure why. I haven’t given this particular CSN song much thought in a very long time. I googled the lyrics to refresh them in my brain because if a song pops into your head that you haven’t listened toContinue reading “Teach your children well”

The four words that make my mouth go a little dryer, my brain a little fuzzy, and my heart crack a little deeper. She will say this every so often. Who am I kidding, she says this a lot, like once a week lately. How am I supposed to respond to those four words? MyContinue reading “What if I stopped…”

We laughed, cried, shared funny stories. We didn’t just have a day we made a weekend of it complete with tiaras, wished for foods, special drinks and a movie mom had never seen – Harry Potter lol. It was her birthday yesterday. 88 years old. Her second one with out dad. Saturday it had beenContinue reading “A day worth remembering”

A year ago today we said goodbye. We looked at your face, held your hand, and kissed you goodbye for the last time. There was a mixed bag of emotions in your room that evening. Sadness because we will never be able to share a beer, a slice of pizza or hear you say hey,Continue reading “Happy Anniversary ?”

It is September. We don’t like September anymore. I used to look forward to this month, the promise of fall and cooler temperatures. Brightly colored leaves would soon start decorating the lawn and pumpkin spice would be returning. Moms birthday is in September. It is also the month that rocked our world and nothing wouldContinue reading “A year in the void….”

I never new that memory shopping was a thing until I asked my mom why she was holding a can of anchovies. She told me when she saw the can it reminded her of her father. He used to eat a sandwich made of hard boiled eggs with anchovies on them. The memory made herContinue reading “Memory shopping”