If you happen to be in the Woodstock, Virginia area tomorrow Friday 8/24, stop by the Consulate Care assisted living facility for their bake sale. It’s a Friday, so you’ll probably be needing a pick-me-up to get you to the weekend. The feeding frenzy starts after breakfast and continues until everything’s eaten! All proceeds go to help one of the residents. Here are pictures of my three personal favorites that I made to help the cause. Continue reading Bake Sale !!!
My Dad spent 10 days at a Regional Hospital for back surgery, 35 days at an assisted living facility for rehabilitation, then returned home for 4 days. On day 5 at home, he fell on the concrete surface of our car port and broke his hip. Continue reading An Angel at the Drive-Thru Window
Ten days ago, I posted a story called ‘Beautiful’. It was meant as an example of the positive feelings of self-worth felt by one person after another person’s kind words and actions. Two days after sharing , I experienced an amendment to the story. Continue reading Beautiful, in German (schön)
Something just dawned on me today. I’ve spent the last 7 or 8 or 9 days sitting with my Dad in the hospital (the dates and days of the week have become a blur). As I order his meals, press the required call button for help or speak with the doctors, nurses and techs, the beeps and buzzers and pagers are muted from time to time by the moans and coughs and groans of his floormates. Continue reading The Circle of Life
Here’s a funny little story about death and drug addiction. Continue reading Frankie
After my Nephew passed away in February, I planted some wildflowers seeds as a memorial. ‘Adam’s Garden’ No freakin’ tulips or daffodils. There’s symbolism growing everywhere in the little garden around the patio.
And one chair in which I sit. Continue reading Adam’s Garden
Sunshine, a six-pack of beer, and a swimmin’ hole.
It’s not like Zack and his friends didn’t have a chlorinated, public pool a few blocks from their houses in town, but the newly discovered swimmin’ hole some ten miles out of town was much more entertaining. The Lil’ Wolf Hole was hidden from the World by a thick grove of trees, just a muddied dirt path away from a busy highway and what they considered normal. Continue reading The Kiss