SheilaScribbles
my thoughts on life
Nine years ago today, June 13, my mother died. It was unexpected and a shock, though not unanticipated. She had survived breast cancer three times, but the treatment that prolonged her life eventually took it. Looking back I see how much I took my mom for granted. While that’s often considered to be a bad …
I met a friend for lunch yesterday at McAlister’s Deli. We were co-workers before she took a position in another city and I miss seeing her every day. We hadn’t gotten together since around Christmas, so it was great to catch up in that way that emails and text messages can’t. While we were there …
The Manchester Bombing makes no sense to me. I can understand people bombing a government facility. It represents public policies that make that person(s) feel oppressed and they are fighting “the power”. I see how they get there. I can understand school shooters and employees who “go postal”. They feel they have been disrespected by …
We survived our daughter’s Junior Prom. I say survived because it was indeed fraught (I love the way that word sounds when you say it out loud) with teenage trauma. Planning started months ago – back when she had a boyfriend. She wanted a Promposal, high heels, a long dress, a fancy night out, primping …