I have to confess. I did an unforgiveable thing many years ago. Several children were roaming the neighborhood and came to play in my backyard one afternoon. I gave them white mice. I still feel guilty.
memoir
“Do Not Disturb!”
Had a hilarious complaint from a patient when I was a nurse. The doctor came out of a room saying the patient’s wife wanted us to give her a “Do Not Disturb” sign to put on her husband’s door. We kept disturbing them when they were trying to have sex. Didn’t take us long to get that sign made. You can believe they weren’t disturbed any more than necessary!
Hysteria in the Night
Mother awoke to the chilling realization that someone was trying to break in the house. “Bill! Bill! Wake up Bill! Somebody’s trying to get in!!” Daddy didn’t normally sleep: he went into a coma, but adrenaline jolted him into action. He grabbed his loaded shotgun and crept to the window. In the darkness, a tiny light glowed in the darkness of the front porch. It wasn’t just Mother’s imagination! Someone was trying to get in! Continue reading
Trunk Full of Treasure
(Excerpt from my mother’s memoirs which I will be publishing soon. This is from my mother’s childhood, during The Great Depression) The woman in the picture is my Great Grandmother Elvira Perkins Holdaway. She is picture in her wedding dress, photographed just a few days before her death in 1903. She had given birth to 12 children and was survived by only 4 Continue reading
Appreciation for the Military
To all Members of the Military, active, retired, living, dead, disabled, and their families. Thank you for you sacrifice in protecting our country.
Facebook!!!! Wah Wah Wah!
I hate the crybaby stuff people put on Facebook! An acquaintance (not friend)put a post saying her husband wouldn’t by her beer anymore since she lost her nursing license! I wonder why? That’s mortifying. Facebook should have a some of those buttons you have to push to prove you’re sober before you can post. Continue reading
Get Your Kicks Where You Can
A senior couple came out of a coffee shop on Memorial Day to find an officer putting a ticket on a car whose meter had expired. Irate the man accosted him, “You Nazi Turd! Don’t you have any respect for yor elders.” The officer coolly wrote a second ticket for worn tires.
His wife jumped in, “You dog, if you didn’t have on that uniform, you wouldn’t have the nerve to face a real man.”
The insults continued on for several minutes, with the officer writing several more tickets till a bus pulled up to the corner and the elderly couple boarded.
Cousin Barbie Gets Married
A few years ago Mother got the thrilling news that her cousin Cookie’s daughter was getting married. When Cookie and Mother were young, they were dear friends, but time and circumstances had come between them. Now the wedding of a distant cousin’s daughter normally doesn’t make a widowed lady in her late seventies jump for joy, but Continue reading
Parenting-An Unexpected Trigger
Reblog from sisterwives
On Tuesday, Dawn courageously shared a part of her story with us. You may have noticed that she touched briefly on a project she and a fellow survivor, mother, and blogger are starting to support others who no longer want to feel alone, who want to find a community where there are others who understand completely what they are living with day in and day out.
This is exactly the kind of project the Sisterwives get behind wholeheartedly. Not one of us needs to feel alone, no matter the trauma we have endured. If you are a survivor or know someone who is, please read Dawn’s second post here today and consider contributing to this incredible anthology project or sharing the opportunity.
Together we are stronger. ~ The Sisterwives
People may ask, why open up old wounds by talking about abuse that happened to you in childhood? I’d say…
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