• Tall sugarcane fields
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    It is getting close to the end of our summer vacation. Daddy works in remote villages. We will be accompanying him to the Rohtak area for a few days. Mummy warns us we will stay in a rest-house with no electricity or running water in the middle of nowhere. We are not discouraged-it does not ...
  • Rakhi celebration in Hamilton
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    The visit to Ottawa ended. Nothing had been resolved. It was clear Sudhir needed to continue under supervised care, and he was sick of it. As he put it, I am wasting here. Returning to the airport, I stopped to say goodbye. I walked upstairs to check out his room. We uttered words of getting ...
  • Her art and craft work on display
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    Do not worry, dearBecause of youEvery new dayEthereally illuminatesYour enchanting artworkThat hangs proudly on every wallEvery nostalgic talismanA mirror image, of your brave soulThere, for me to emulate and stay strong Do not worry, dearBecause of youMy enthusiasm for lifeShall continue to thriveYou taught me the benevolenceOf ExistenceAnd you showed me how to live graciouslyWith your everlasting ...
  • Jason & Kris enjoying Dad's new hammock
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    Even though Millie has ceased to be a daily presence, her passing leaves a painful emptiness. John and I feel the absence of her voice, wit, and her “good morning” to the cat, Toot. I puzzle over her occasional “Guess what baby boy did today” is doing cart-wheels in my head. Like a jigsaw puzzle, ...
  • The Lodwig Gravestone
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    Previously, I had stated, “And thus ended the year 1991 Anno Domini.” Not entirely, though! The year 1991 is also the year Millie leaves us. Millie and John have a minor argument, and invariably, it gets blown out of proportion. Things are tense for a few days, and Millie needs a break. Two of her ...
  • Thanksgiving Day with my granddaughter and nephew coloring at the table
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    November was sunny, yet chilly. The unmistakable scent of Thanksgiving wafted through Aunt Vickie’s home. As soon as one walked through the door, the fresh scent of welcome and hospitality met you. A few things had changed over the years, and yet they held an air of unfamiliarity since this was the first Thanksgiving done ...
  • Brian & Monica -1991
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    Brian is a student at Macomb, juggling school, relationships, and business ventures. His only real friend and constant companion is Stinger, the orange tabby with thumbs. The extra toes on each paw are his crowning glory, despite being at the paw end. When Brian visits home, Stinger is with him. The cats, Toot and Stinger, ...
  • After an Argument
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    Random Checking John and I are flying to Canada. We landed at the Montreal Dorval airport. As passengers disembark the plane, an airport official approaches and asks me to leave the crowd. To the officer’s surprise, John steps out along with me. They also asked another gentleman in the group to step aside. We are ...
  • ghost girl sitting in front of headstone
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    I walk out of the gym alone into the blinding sunlight. I raise my arms to shield my face when the red glow of my hand catches my attention. Twisting my palm over, I look up at the sun through my fingers. Funny how your hand looks almost translucent when you hold it up to ...
  • Jamuna Dai's great grandsons, Fateh and Subir (my nephews), at our first meeting ever.
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    “Good grades lead to scholarships for higher education. A meaningful degree leads to well-paying jobs with opportunities to advance.” This message is drummed incessantly by Grandfather. His children picked up the refrain and beat it into their children (i.e., my generation). We continued the tradition. After their mother’s passing, grandfather demanded all his children finish ...