Posts Tagged ‘home’


Saturday, May 28th, 2011

She has raised 13 children, who gave her 30 grandchildren, and 10 great-grandchildren with at least two on the horizon for 2011. There is a lot of love directed her way. She is the matriarch and hub of the clan. One night, while sharing concerns she told me, “living is not for sissies.”

From my perspective, she has always made it look easy. She worries much, but I come away from a conversation with her feeling reassured, grounded, loved.

Every time I come home she’s the hardest person to leave.

They have probably encountered each other only a handful of times, but Anna was drawn to Grandma without either of them saying a word.

Mounted to the wall

Thursday, January 13th, 2011

Oh honey, don’t worry. No one is going to hang you on the wall.

The day I arrived at my parents’ house, my step-Dad had killed a deer with a bow and arrow. It was also the day I met the new dog. Yeah, that is a dog on my mother’s shoulder. I was skeptical about the idea of buying such a pet, but I dare anyone to meet her and not love her.

Mom's shoulder

An Illinois playground

Tuesday, August 4th, 2009

this used to be my playground.

winrock 3

for 14 years,

my entire childhood,

i looked out from my bedroom window

at this pond,

from that little white house

with the black roof,

and the red door.

winrock 2

these rocks used to be my mountains.

at one time i needed a helping hand to climb the tallest one.

now they seem almost pebbles,

but they have not moved.

See you later, Ally

Thursday, February 5th, 2009

Ally and Dani. Christmas 2007.

My dear dog Ally had to be put to sleep yesterday at 9:30 Chicago time, 4:30 Paris.  As I think of the first image I will post on my spanking new blog, this is all I can think of.  The sweet & sassy little thing will be missed.