Tag Archives: Death of a loved one

Return to Me

Robin loved birds so very much.  She seemed captivated by their colors and songs and she watched as they soared and flew above the grass filled fields.  I now shamefully admit and mournfully regret that I never bothered to ask … Continue reading

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Morphine

These are Earl’s words not mine and what follows is the story of an ailing soul in search of the end of life.  Earl will speak to you thus hopefully amputating one of the tormentors from the body of his … Continue reading

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The Tale of the Cat

I have a cat.  Well, that may be a somewhat erroneous statement but I vehemently deny even the faintest suggestion or innuendo that she has me.  I will however, although with some degree of hesitation, agree to the assertion that … Continue reading

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Good Neighbors

The old man recalled thinking about the reasons why those who knew his wife and lived near her hadn’t visited the terminally ill neighbor, attended her funeral service or, after her death, expressed their heartfelt condolences to him.  Many of … Continue reading

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By Invitation Only

The old man’s day was ending and as the darkness sank low over the land he began to fall into sleep.  In his sleep he began a journey, one that he had thought about so often.  He traveled on and … Continue reading

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An Ozark Murder Mystery

The seeds that were planted each spring in the fields grew into stalks of corn, babies were born and the elderly passed into memories. The routine of life itself continued on relatively unchanged.  But, for five long years questions had … Continue reading

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Souvenirs in the Closet

I stood quietly in that room, quite alone, with nothing more than my thoughts as I stared at the closet door handle for what seemed a very long time.  However, I’m sure it was truly no more than a moment … Continue reading

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