Pick a classmate’s name out of a bowl, keep it a secret, sneak nice notes or small treats into their desk, share a present at the school Christmas party and reveal your identity. Sounds simple, right? If you’re familiar with the Secret Santa game, you’ll know that it’s played in a group during the Christmas … Continue reading Secret Santa
Hard, butterscotch candy tried to end me. "Never eat these unless you ask first," Mom warned. Immediately, those golden pieces of heaven with matching cellophane called my name.My friend, Jan and I played with our dolls, our moms chatted. Taking a water break, I spotted the butterscotch in a dish on the table. My … Continue reading Butterscotch Demon
“Any concerns?” I hear unease in Dr. Marc’s voice. Sitting in Walgreen’s parking lot I stare through the rain-smeared windshield, evening traffic rambles by.
Imitated each step. Followed every instruction. I struggle to prepare a meal to her perfection. I don’t possess the patience or skill to achieve mom’s cooking precision. She didn’t leave me her magic wand. Mom prepared recipes mostly from recollection. When she tried a new recipe, it was soon transformed and committed to memory. … Continue reading The Magic Wand
Boxes of unopened perfume and powder line the top shelf of her armoire. She adored gifts in her latest favorite scent, White Diamonds. I sigh as I wonder what to do with each of them. “Keep the packages nice and save your perfume for a special occasion,” she often told me when I was a … Continue reading Nice Things
My mom’s devotion to Jesus was awe inspiring. I know she is now with him because he personally told her she would be. Mom has been my confidant, teacher, biggest cheerleader. She was the most beautiful woman in the world. The best cook and domestic goddess. She had style, class – she was Jackie O, … Continue reading Doctor Jesus