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Tag Archives: Thanksgiving
thanksgiving is relative
“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
Posted in family life, Humor, Lesbian Literary, Life, Personal, photography, Reflections, Slice of Life, The Way Life Is, The Way Life Should Be
Tagged boo at the zoo, deep in the heart: a memoir of love and longing, family gatherings at Thanksgiving, new granddaughter, piney woods of east texas, Thanksgiving
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Thanks Giving: Good News Travels Fast
Seven years ago today I published this Thanksgiving post – I am still thankful for Teresa (known now to you as Pretty), our home, our family and for the recognition our relationship received in time for giving thanks in 2014. … Continue reading
where did Halloween go?
Ghost, ghost said our two year old granddaughter Ella as Pretty (a/k/a Nana) rolled her away in the grocery store cart from the Nana car in the parking lot toward the store entrance this afternoon. She was, of course, referring … Continue reading
Posted in family life, Humor, Life, Personal, Random, Reflections, Slice of Life, The Way Life Is, The Way Life Should Be
Tagged Christmas, ghosts, going to grocery store, Thanksgiving
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the words she didn’t say
The year was 2013, the month was November, the day was the day before Thanksgiving when I originally published this post. Am I (a) too lazy to write new material (b) too stressed by Covid-19 to be creative (c) having … Continue reading
thanksgiving is relative
“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
a pre-thanksgiving meltdown
Pretty and I have so much to be thankful for this year I plan to do a Very Thankful Thanksgiving post in the next few days – complete with pictures of our six weeks old baby granddaughter. Thanksgiving is my … Continue reading
thanksgiving is relative
“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
an unexpected Thanksgiving
The five of us sat around a small dinner table lit by two candles in the center last night for an impromptu Thanksgiving meal inspired by none other than the traditional holiday gobbler known as the turkey. Our hostess, Kati, … Continue reading
Posted in Lesbian Literary, Life, Personal, Reflections, Slice of Life, The Way Life Is
Tagged holiday gatherings, Thanksgiving, turkey
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A Different Kind of Thanksgiving
For the first time ever in our sixteen year history, Teresa and I had the Thanksgiving dinner at our home last night. It was a different kind of Thanksgiving for me. My memories of Thanksgiving during my childhood and teenage … Continue reading
Pretty Set Free in Time for Thanksgiving!
Autumn colors at Casa de Canterbury Pretty escaped the confinement of her hospital bed and the Magic Motion Machine yesterday afternoon and was deliriously happy to be liberated! When she went to her therapy session after her release, everyone was … Continue reading
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