Last week, I decided to buy myself a pair of jeans for the first time in decades. Come to think of it, I have NEVER bought myself a pair of jeans. The one pair of jeans that I have owned for at least 12 years was a hand-me-up from my sister Traci when she lost … Continue reading The Incredible Shrinking ME
I've been trading emails with a young lady who reminds me a lot of myself--when I was her age as well as now. She asks me very profound questions about her relationship with God. I answer her based on my own experience. And then I found this video clip on my Facebook feed: Priscilla … Continue reading To My New Online Buddy
Mama's been faking it. I've been in a very bad space lately. Writing this post took nearly two months to accomplish. I have been wrestling with a lot: My mother's death in March. Handling her mismanaged affairs. Tried to go back to work in April. Too soon for several reasons. Got let go from said … Continue reading The Rabbit Hole
Yesterday--a rainy, yucky Good Friday in Philly--I laid my mother's remains to rest. The interment was short and sweet, and intimate--just me, the funeral director, and the gravedigger. I've seen scenes like that in movies and soap operas, thinking that they were cliché and unrealistic. It used to make me think that people only get … Continue reading It. Is. Finished.
My mother's memorial service was last Friday. The majority of the mourners were current and retired Postal workers. There was music, hugs and kisses, storytelling, and lots of tears. Jenise ministered in dance. Twice. The memorial table was full of pictures and Mom's favorite things. I gave the Family Tribute, standing up to speak on … Continue reading Bye, Mom.