A gift for Arianna It was my eldest granddaughter’s Bat Mitzvah, and she was opening the gift I created for her. “Grandma! This is the best gift ever! It’s even better than the $200 Grandma Betty gave me!” Of course, I was thrilled that she liked it. I had given her […]
Linda Miller
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How many poems, I wonderhave I written through the years?Some, I know, have brought a smileothers, perhaps a tear. I wrote about the day we met.You were the brightest in the room.I wrote about the Kitchen Dance.Even then you made me swoon. I wrote about the Orioleson Sunday afternoonseven when the team […]
Little Girl Lament “But Mommy, I love these shoes,” six-year-old Laura cried as I was getting ready to throw them out. “But Sweetie, they’re too small for you now. It will make your toes scrunchy and hurt you.” With giant tears rolling down her cheeks, she sat on the porch […]
When my grandson, Nicholas, was 19 years old, the family was at our home for our annual Chrismukkah holiday party. We were sitting on the couch discussing the ways in which different people celebrate this winter holiday when Nicholas asked, “Granny Lyn, am I Jewish?” Some Family History “Not exactly,” […]
Almost three years into COVID, and here I am infected. For over two years, I have been so careful. But on Sunday, October 2 (almost three weeks ago), I was at my brother’s unveiling. It was a rainy, chilly morning. I can’t say I was surprised when I awoke on […]
O.M.G.How can it be,you’re turning eighty? Seems like yesterdaywe were girls at play,so care-free and gay. Where did the years go?When old we did grow?I just don’t know. But here we be.It’s plain to see:Grandmas to plenty. I love our journey.You and me!Wouldn’t change a thing. Here we be,You and me! […]
The phone rang at 8:30 that morning. “Lin, I’m so sorry. My battery’s dead. You’ll have to drive,” my sister said, her voice quivering with distress. “No worries. I’ll pick you up,” I said, even though I really didn’t want to drive since my cataract surgery was still a week […]
I hate shopping.My back and feet hurt;big department stores with so many floors.Young stylesmisses stylesbright colorsmuted shades.Too much to chooseboggles the brain. Laura said once,“Mom, let’s go shopping. I’ll help.”So, my daughter picked me upin her jeep, top down,drove us to the mall.We walked with purposeto the place she picked.“Mom, […]
Learning to Learn “Learn something today.” This is the first thing I think of when I think about my dad. Every day, as my siblings and I would leave for school, he would say these words. And the thing is, he meant it. Each night as we sat around the […]