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Her hair was up in a ponytail, Her favorite dress tied with a bow. Today was Daddy’s Day at school, And she couldn’t wait to go. But her mommy tried to tell her, That she probably should stay home. Why the kids might not understand, If she went to school alone. But she was not […]
Posted at: June 20th, 2010 - 8:00 am - Number of Comments » 0
“Today is the anniversary of my father’s death. He was brilliant…a genius…curious…and had an extraordinary gentleness. He never said one hurtful word to me. Every time I told him what I wanted to be when I grew up, he would say, ‘You can be whatever you want!’ “He was truly an amazing person and father.” […]
Posted at: July 2nd, 2009 - 8:15 am - Number of Comments » 0
Above all we must realize that each of us makes a difference with our life. Each of us impacts the world around us every single day. We have a choice to use the gift of our life to make the world a better place – or not to bother. ~Jane Goodall Melanie Hack Author of […]
Posted at: June 21st, 2009 - 6:43 am - Number of Comments » 0
I did not choose to become bereaved. Painful as it is, I choose to allow grief to work progressively in me. I grieve because I lived much; my child died but my love for my child didn’t. Since I loved, and still love, very much, I expect my grief to be severe. I realize that […]
Posted at: June 19th, 2009 - 5:04 am - Number of Comments » 0
With Father’s Day fast approaching, here is an appropriate tale. I guarantee you will remember “The Wooden Bowl” tomorrow, a week from now, a month from now, a year from now: A frail old man went to live with his son, daughter-in-law, and four-year-old grandson. The old man’s hands trembled, his eyesight was blurred, and his step […]
Posted at: June 17th, 2009 - 6:57 am - Number of Comments » 0
“I was only 6-years-old when my father died of a heart attack,” remembers Tony, now 35. “Being so young, I couldn’t comprehend the idea of never seeing my dad again. I was an emotional basket case, and those feelings only got worse around the holidays—especially Father’s Day.” … “My father died a few weeks ago […]
Posted at: June 15th, 2008 - 6:58 am - Number of Comments » 0
They stood against the kitchen counter, the little boy and his mom, talking. She was making sugar-cookie dough. He was picking out the cookie cutters and candies he would use. He had flour on his hair and nose…and on his furrowed brow. “Remember the last time we did this?” he asked. Yes, she did. It […]
Posted at: June 14th, 2008 - 6:21 am - Number of Comments » 0