Category: <span>childhood</span>

I didn’t have the most ideal relationship with my mother, Sandra. In fact, I refer to her as such only because of biology. When she was young, Sandra promised herself…

childhood life

  It’s amazing how memory can catch up with us. My mother could crochet.  I would watch her take a ball of yarn and, with the repetitive movements of a…

childhood life nostalgia

Last week, ice and snow rolled over the Deep South.  Atlanta ground to a halt, creating scenes reminiscent of The Walking Dead.  In South Carolina, where hurricanes have taught the…

childhood life

I have a difficult relationship with my mother, complicated by the fact that she’s dead. In my early years, I remember a soft woman who’s always smiling.  Though, I have…

childhood life

Over Christmas, an elderly lady from my church gifted me a box of Whitman’s Samplers.  I love Whitman’s.  I don’t always follow the diagram on the box that identifies each…

childhood life