Fleeting Memories

Memories

I've now spent half my life living in another state other than the one I was born in.  My childhood memories are confined to my visits home -- one or two times a year.  I get so caught up in my daily routine at home that I rarely stop to remember some of the people and experiences that shaped my life.  But I am proud of where I came from, and look forward to my visits here. And so right now I am home.  My real home, the one I grew up in.  I'm taking care of my mother and didn't bring my children with me.  So, there is more time to remember, to … [Read more...]

No…Wire..Hangerrrs!

Joan Crawford said it in the classic film "Mommy Dearest". We never forgot it. Such a great line. I swore I would never be that mom and that image still rings in my brain every time I nearly lose my temper at home. My mom was a SAHM. Everyday after school growing up, we'd come home and she'd give us a snack and sit us down in front of "The Guiding Light". I knew every story line from that show for years. Every now and then, I think of poor Roger. He was a meanie, but the actor who played him died tragically from Lou Gehrig's Disease. My mom … [Read more...]