Tag Archives: deep in the heart: a memoir of love and longing

the essence of giving thanks

Posted on November 20, 2020 by

“The oak trees were alive with color in the midst of the evergreens. Bright red and yellow leaves catching the sunlight as Daddy and I walked through the brush on this Thanksgiving morning. The smell of the pines was fresh … Continue reading →

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thanksgiving is relative

Posted on November 22, 2019 by

“The oak trees were alive with color in the midst of the evergreens. Bright red and yellow leaves catching the sunlight as Daddy and I walked through the brush. The smell of the pines was fresh and all around us. … Continue reading →

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my mother reads from Deep in the Heart

Posted on November 30, 2018 by

“I love this book,” my eighty-three-year-old mother says, startling me awake from my nap with her words. I had drifted off while sitting in the dark blue recliner in her room in the memory care unit of the assisted living facility … Continue reading →

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thanksgiving is relative

Posted on November 22, 2018 by

“The oak trees were alive with color in the midst of the evergreens. Bright red and yellow leaves catching the sunlight as Daddy and I walked through the brush. The smell of the pines was fresh and all around us. … Continue reading →

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