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My Anchor in the Storm

The hospice workers are pretty amazing. Such compassionate, gifted people. Today Mama had her hair shampooed and nails filed, by

Mama doesn’t say much that makes sense anymore. So any words she says that are coherent stand out more. Yesterday,

This week I held my six month old granddaughter while my son offered her a spoon of her very first

Mama has less to say these days. She mostly hollers or talks gibberish. I can’t remember the last time she

Last night, like most nights now, I fed Mama her supper. She doesn’t pick up her spoon much anymore, so

A favorite memory from almost two years ago… “I love you,” I say to Mom. “Well, I did, too,”

Mom needed something and so did I in the storm and the crazy of today…. I cuddled close to Mama

In the flurry of Christmas at my parents’ house yesterday Mom asked who someone was. And in return someone asked

Sometimes when mountains crumble it is good to be still and know that God is God… I’m sitting visiting a

Sometimes Mom’s communication reminds me of a radio where someone is turning the dial trying to find a station. She