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My Office. Sometimes, My Sanctuary. When Work is Rest One little phone call had ruptured our Saturday afternoon as surely as a needle sinks a bright red balloon, draining its helium like blood from a vein. We’d abandoned our plans and raced eighty miles to San Diego, where my mother-in-law lay in a hospital bed, […]
My Office. Sometimes, My Sanctuary. When Work is Rest One little phone call had ruptured our Saturday afternoon as surely as a needle sinks a bright red balloon, draining its helium like blood from a vein. We’d abandoned our plans and raced eighty miles to San Diego, where my mother-in-law lay in a hospital bed, […]
Wireless. August, 2011. Desperation and Wireless Communication I was only five the day my mother and I encountered the raving man downtown. He ambled towards us, sneakers soft-shoeing along the sidewalk, howling in indignation. He walked alone. “Mommy,” I piped, “Who’s he talking to?” Mom shushed me. He continued along towards us. Suddenly one alert […]
> My Jewelry Box and Its Little BoxesIn Loving Memory of my Mother, Marilyn Lee Downs Seiler. August 20, 1936 – September 30, 2008. The Search of a Lifetime The message from my father came as we were preparing to leave for vacation: Hi,I have given much thought to how to give your mom’s wedding […]
My Jewelry Box and Its Little BoxesIn Loving Memory of my Mother, Marilyn Lee Downs Seiler. August 20, 1936 – September 30, 2008. The Search of a Lifetime The message from my father came as we were preparing to leave for vacation: Hi,I have given much thought to how to give your mom’s wedding rings […]
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