Speaking of being in a parallel universe, I was visiting my cardiologist when I heard him say, “Have you considered marijuana?” Was I in the Twilight Zone? No, what we dreamed of in our youth has become real. There have… Read More ›
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TRULY MY MOTHER
My mother was not a “regular” mom. This confused me a lot while I was growing up. Other mothers made cookies, kissed boo-boos. Hung out with other mothers in the summertime. Swapped recipes. Watched soap operas. My mother didn’t bake… Read More ›
THE CYNIC WAS RIGHT
My mother was not a regular kind of mom. This confused me a lot while I was growing up. Other mothers made cookies, kissed boo-boos. Hung out with the other mothers in summertime. Swapped recipes. Watched soap operas. My mother didn’t bake… Read More ›
FLAG DAY: TO MOM ON HER 104th BIRTHDAY
Today is “Flag Day,” but here, it is much more. It’s my Mom’s birthday. Esther Letticia Holder Armstrong left us 14 years ago. But for me and my family, she’s very much alive in spirit and 104 years young. They… Read More ›
I AM THE APPLE – Marilyn Armstrong
It occurred to me I needed to see my spine specialist. When you deal with chronic pain, you learn to ignore it most of the time. Unless you want to wind up addicted to pain killers, it’s your only option…. Read More ›
TOO LATE LEGAL – Marilyn Armstrong
“Have you considered marijuana?” floated past me on the conversational breeze. It was my previous cardiologist speaking. Was I in the Twilight Zone? No, he was merely suggesting pot might be a good drug. For me. It would deal with… Read More ›
REALLY, MY MOTHER – Marilyn Armstrong
My mother was not a “regular” mom. This confused me a lot while I was growing up. Other mothers made cookies, kissed boo-boos. Hung out with other mothers in the summertime. Swapped recipes. Watched soap operas. My mother didn’t bake… Read More ›
TO MOM ON YOUR 101st BIRTHDAY
Today is “Flag Day” throughout much of the world. Here, it is much more. It’s my Mom’s birthday. Esther Letticia Holder Armstrong left us 11 years ago. But for me and my family, she’s very much alive in spirit and… Read More ›
MY REAL MOTHER – Marilyn Armstrong
My mother was not a regular kind of mom. This confused me a lot while I was growing up. Other mothers made cookies, kissed boo-boos. Hung out with the other mothers in summertime. Swapped recipes. Watched soap operas. My mother didn’t bake… Read More ›
MY MOM’S ADVENTUROUS HONEYMOON – BY ELLIN CURLEY
At the age of 19, my mother married a 34-year-old doctor named Abraham. Her father’s name was also Abraham so her husband became known by his initials, A.O. She and A.O. decided to honeymoon in Russia so Mom could meet… Read More ›
MOM WAS RIGHT
My mother was not a regular kind of mom. This confused me a lot while I was growing up. Other mothers made cookies, kissed boo-boos. Hung out with the other mothers in summertime. Swapped recipes. Watched soap operas. My mother didn’t bake… Read More ›
REMEMBERING MOM ON HER 100TH BIRTHDAY – GARRY ARMSTRONG
Seventy years ago today! I can see it clearly as yesterday even though I can’t remember what I had for lunch yesterday. June 14th, 1947. Harry Truman was President. Jackie Robinson had just broken Major League baseball’s color line. “Gentlemen’s… Read More ›
SERENDIPITY - SEEKING INTELLIGENT LIFE ON EARTH 