Tagged with grandma

playing the role of oomah

playing the role of oomah

In the chaos of the last couple of days, two moments. Brooke often uses her favorite shows as a way to process and understand the world. It’s a brilliant strategy, really, reformatting that which is otherwise frustratingly shapeless, conceptual, intangible into the well-defined and relatable structure of a television show or movie. As such, this … Continue reading

but i will miss her terribly

but i will miss her terribly

Ed note: My dad asked me to write something to read after my grandmother’s funeral today, when we will gather with family and friends and those who she held dear. Nothing I could write could possibly be enough. There are far too many stories, too many memories, too much love to wrangle into words written … Continue reading

my grandma – a success story

~ ~ That beautiful lady up there in between my girls is my grandmother. She is ninety-three years old, and although she tells me that she has begun to feel her age, she doesn’t show it. What she does show us – all of us, is how to live lives that we can hang our … Continue reading