People have vastly different ways of coping with the loss of a loved one. My grandfather, Robert W. Peterson, began discarding his wife’s clothes even as she lay on her hospital bed, dying a slow and painful death from pancreatic cancer. This was in 1969. He seemed determined to erase every reminder of his wife of nearly fifty years from the house. Her shoes, boots, gloves, handbag, aprons, hairbrush and comb, a spare pair of eyeglasses––all of these had to…..
May 13,2019 Easter Sunday was a bad day for me this year. Perhaps you’ve heard the Kris Kristofferson song Sunday Mornin’ Comin’ Down, or Johnny Cash’s rendition of the same song. Well for me it was not just Sunday morning coming down, but Easter Sunday morning coming down. Every year during April my mother and I would go over to the local Home Depot and pick ou1 a selection of spring flowers, which I would transplant into our own containers…..