memories

The Weight of Memory

Bad memories must be lighter than good ones. They seem to rise to the surface much more easily. It has taken a deep dive to find some good ones from this time a year ago. It was then that my dad was in the hospital, recovering from surgery. At least that is what we thoughtContinue reading “The Weight of Memory”

A Weekend To Remember

We had ham and beans for supper that Saturday night. That’s the only detail I can remember right now from this weekend a year ago. I guess if I had known it was the last times I’d spend with my dad outside of the hospital, I would have done a better job of burning themContinue reading “A Weekend To Remember”