I remembered, though I’m not quite sure how, and I prayed for her – added my whisper to the millions that ascended to Heaven on her behalf. It’s his birthday today, easily on the top 5 list of impossibly rough days in this, her first year of widowhood. Birthdays are her thing. I have a friend like …
Family Reunion
1988 – my grandfather heard this song twice, the year before he left us – it is now part of the annual traditional activities, being sung at least once every year since it was written
Little Brother
[W]ith all the attention he got, Sheila found herself wishing they’d just send him back with the stork that brought him. Over the next several years, she repeated that wish to anyone who might be able to do something about it – Jesus, Santa, the Easter Bunny… she even left a note with the zookeeper, just in case that stork ever flew in to visit his family.
The First, The Last, Amen
Betty Waller Parsley Stepp, 3/10/07 – written 3 years, almost to the day, before she passed away on 3/7/10, after a long journey through Alzheimers The last time I saw her was a Grace, and Amazing… In a small country church, she rose to go forward and sing. She had done this before in her …
Crappy Sex
BOOTH: “Making love – making love – that’s when two people become one.”
BONES: “It is scientifically impossible for two objects to occupy the same space.”