Tag: family

When I Grow Up …

  She believed there were only pros to fusing things together the bricks to build her house the quilts to keep her grandchildren warm the neighbors at the parties she threw She was a pro at fusing things. Nothing came apart. Nothing tore. Nothing…

The Truth Bites Like a Ratt’ler

Dad’s ignoring me as usual, but I guess that’s better than a slap on my face. Mother dries off the breakfast skillet, picks up a fussy Delma, and says, “Cono, yer goin’ te town this weekend te sleep over at Mamaw’s.” “How come?” I ask. “Aunt Marguerite…

Proceed with Caution

“Always pay attention to your surroundings,” Dad always told my sister and I. Perhaps he said this because he grew up in West Texas during the Depression  – a place and time with caution at every turn of a dirt road. (Dad on right)…

The Way of Things

I remember this, my last conversation with Papa. He, trying to alleviate our pain. But I heard, through his bravado the saddened beat of my heart submerged in deep water no knowledge of how to stay afloat grief no words could express He said,…

No Longer Can I Fill these Shoes

No longer can I fill these shoes. Yet I remember a time when the patent leather formed neatly around my feet soft, worn, comfortable Soles carefree and made of ease durable for playing chase and hide and seek or freeze tag in the dark…

Grandma’s Slice of Idiom Advice

If you can’t get back on the horse – -well, you can, of course If you can’t find your way home you’re not alone If you can’t lead the horse to water then, dear granddaughter, forget about the nag. ‘Cause if you can’t get…

Bonding

  Daily word prompt: Pamper  

A Priceless Photo

For my mom, on the right, having family over on Sundays took the sting out of being an only child. (photo taken in the early 1930’s) No doubt, after the women made a hearty lunch, the men drank homemade German beer and smoked cigars…

The “Feeling” of Flavor

Flavorful is not the chip in front of me. It is seeing the knowledge in my great-grandmother’s eyes as she looks down It is the power of her fingers holding up my whole arm It is knowing that, in touching her hand, I feel…

What does it mean to educate?

It means having a sister like mine. Words cannot express how proud I am of her. Pat has forever changed the lives of so many people including the ones who struggled and fought to be the first in their families to receive a higher…