Down the road…

Down the road…

My mom may have held a grudge. I don’t think she ever really got over the fact that I moved Allie away from the circle of her everyday life. We built the nursery together, waited for an extra month as my delivery date passed, and drove together to the hospital on the day she was born. Everyone else went to dinner, but mom stayed behind, not wanting to miss being there when the baby was born. She answered my questions, provided much needed (but not always wanted) advice, and was generally there to support me as I took my first steps as a mom. When we left, she was heartbroken. Continue reading “Down the road…”

The arcade…

The arcade…

On the navy base at Mayport Florida where I spent my teen years, there were lots of things to do. We had a Community Center with programming for the base kids, an Olympic-sized swimming pool, a beautiful beach, a gym with Saturday night roller skating, but it was the Bowling Ally that captured our hearts. Here we ate hot cheesy nachos, bought $1 boxes of Marlboro reds from the machine in the hallway, and learned to play pool. Continue reading “The arcade…”

Be mine…

Be mine…

Last night I stopped by the store looking for a Valentine for my sweetie. I couldn’t help but notice that there were a dozen young men, wandering the isles in a slow panic. I could feel their anxiety from across the room. As a mom, I have some compassion for these man cubs. I overheard one muttering in the card isle… should it be funny or serious? Boys, let me tell you, this is very serious business. Continue reading “Be mine…”

Our table…

Our table…

It isn’t much to look at. We bought it from JC Penney’s in the spring of 1990. It was part of our first “real furniture.” You know…not a hand me down, but bought on store credit. We bought it not for its beauty, but for its durability, and it sure has come through. The other furniture we purchased with it is long gone. This piece, however, has watched the long progression of our lives unfold. Continue reading “Our table…”