Monday, December 5th, 2011
“Still another thing I’m sure of is how lucky I am,” Charity said, and smiled around our attentive circle in a proud, self-congratulatory way. “I don’t have to do this alone. I’m surrounded by the people I love, and I’m doing my best to teach them what I’m trying to learn myself: not to be [...]
Friday, February 9th, 2007
The house feels very empty. Every room reminds me of Baubles the Cat. The bedroom, where she slept with us. The bathroom, where she had her water bowl and used to sit and watch us in the shower. The living room, where she used to lounge with us whenever we watched any movies or tv. [...]
Thursday, February 8th, 2007
I read the following at Mama’s requiem mass yesterday. Speaking as one of Maria’s grandchildren, I don’t think I am exaggerating if I say that for Maria, her family was her life. My siblings and I called her Mama. We had an additional bond with Mama, because she helped our parents to bring us up, [...]