Category Archives: Daughters
My Father Did Know Best
FATHER: THEN FATHER: NOW When I was growing up, my father brought in the bacon. All of it. He went to work every morning at 6:00 and came home every evening around 5:30. When he walked in the door after … Continue reading
Learning to be Chipper
I don’t speak Canine. But my ninety-three-year mother is fluent in this language. She has numerous conversations with Chipper, her beloved beagle. Most often they go something like this. “Do you think it is hot out?” she asks. “Yip yap … Continue reading
Counting Latkes
Every Hanukkah the women in our family gather for the traditional latke making event. Kitchen counter space is cleared. Cookie sheets wait in anticipation. Oil is poured. Potatoes, eggs and onions are chopped. And as we’ve been doing for years, … Continue reading
WHAT MY FATHER BUILT
FATHER: THEN FATHER: NOW When I was growing up, my father brought in the bacon. All of it. He went to work every morning at 6:00 and came home every evening around 5:30. When he walked in the door after … Continue reading
Between the Lines
One mother’s story of going bra shopping with her tween daughter, turns into so much more than a trip to the mall. Read my short story Between the Lines. on The Sunlight Press. viagra samples for sale They can hurt … Continue reading
What My Father Built
FATHERS: THEN FATHERS: NOW When I was growing up, my father brought in the bacon. All of it. He went to work every morning at 6:00 and came home every evening around 5:30. When he walked in the door after … Continue reading
Training Manual Not Included
One of the most important jobs in the world, if not the most important, is that of being a parent. And yet, unlike other tasks and endeavors it does not come with a training manual. Oh, sure, there … Continue reading
What My Father Built With Love
THEN: TWO HEARTS DANCING NOW: ALWAYS IN MY HEART This Father’s Day will the second one without my dad. That’s not to say that he won’t be with me. Because he’s always in my heart. When I was growing up, my father brought … Continue reading