I awake with a start. Disoriented, I look for the clock. It’s not there. I shake my head for clarity and realize I’m on the couch. Did I fall asleep, and Laura came in too quietly? What time is it? I stumble to the kitchen and squint at the clock—3:30. […]
Linda Miller
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For thirty years,maybe more, I’ve been writingpoems galore. I wrote of how we metby chance and later of ourKitchen Dance. I wrote you are my“Better Half” you see, bringing out theBest of Me. I asked one time“Who am I to be loved by sucha special guy?” I wrote of travelsand […]
The Creation When my daughter, Laura, was five years old and step-daughter, Tracy, was seven, my then husband, Ted, made a doll house out of wood for each of them. The girls were allowed to choose what the interior design would be for their house. All three of them went […]
I’m hiding, I’m hidingbut no one knows where.They’ve looked all aroundand see me nowhere. They’ve checked in the dresser,but I was not theretrapped in a nightgownor some underwear. They looked in the dryerwhere some laundry lies.But I wouldn’t hidewhere the air is so dry. They thought I might bein the […]
On Becoming a Teen Today it is your birthday, dear.Thirteen years you are.You’re now entering teenage-hood,the most confusing years, by far. A time of real uncertainty—You’re neither adult nor child.You want so much to be grown up.Sometimes your thoughts run wild. At times, I know you think I’m mean.Perhaps I […]
A letter to my grandson, Joshua Dear Josh, I started working on your scrapbook right after I gave Emily hers for her bat mitzvah, six years ago. After your sister Emily and I looked at it together and discussed all the different memories, Danielle, said, “Oh Grandma! Will you make […]
Today, I’ve lost my friend,Anita.Anita wasn’t just MY friend, but a friend to many.Margo was Anita’s lifelong friendto the inevitable end.Margo never married, had no children or siblings.When she started to decline and developed dementia,Anita did not abandon her.She visited every week,brought her anything she might need,took over her finances.When […]
In his Baltimore accent, my dad used to say, “If you don’t like the weather in Balmer, wait five minutes, and it’ll change.” I didn’t know then that this is something Baltimorians say all the time. I thought he made it up! In any case, it’s the truth. In fact, […]
In my lifetime, I have had four last names. Perhaps you are wondering how this is possible. Well, here’s my story: Berman I was born a Berman. This seems like a pretty simple name. However, would you believe there were people who pronounced it “Beerman?” Why would they think that? […]