Denise E Lindquist
Bio
I am married with 7 children, 28 grands, and 13 great-grandchildren. I am a culture consultant part-time. I write A Poem a Day in February for 8 years now. I wrote 4 - 50,000 word stories in NaNoWriMo. I write on Vocal/Medium daily.
Stories (1212)
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A Dirty Ol Man
As you know this isn’t my dirty ol man. I can’t put his photo here or say he is old either as he won’t approve of my writing this to publish! Then he says he is not a dirty ol man. I said, the dirty part or the old man part. He just shakes his head.
By Denise E Lindquist2 years ago in Confessions
Aging Groups of Supportive Friends. Top Story - October 2023.
In October of 2012, I was diagnosed with bronchitis. It was not bronchitis. Then I was diagnosed with pneumonia. It was diagnosed as pneumonia a second time and now we are in November of 2012. I was diagnosed with cancer.
By Denise E Lindquist2 years ago in Chapters
One Of My Favorites
There was always too much food at any event when growing up. My mom was a great cook as were her four sisters. Desert was their specialty. It was hard to have much desert though as there was always so many other recipes to enjoy before desert.
By Denise E Lindquist2 years ago in Feast
Sign Language Is Not Uttering One Word Right?
It was a beautiful day and I was out to get some fresh air. I heard some interesting noise coming from down the alley. It was a sound I hadn't heard before. I might turn around and go the other way. Then I saw a neighbor come from that direction.
By Denise E Lindquist2 years ago in Fiction
Team Carrie Powwow For Hope Fundraiser
On September 23, 2023, my daughter, 3 of her children, and 2 grandchildren were at the Powwow for Hope. Every year we support this fundraiser in our role as Team Carrie Powwow for Hope Fundraiser. My sister died in 2010, on September 24. She died from leukemia.
By Denise E Lindquist2 years ago in Humans
A Grief Retreat In The Northwoods
We came together at a resort in the woods. The only other people up there at the time were fishermen and women, a few grouse hunters with their hunting dogs, and friends. It is quiet, especially if you come from a large city.
By Denise E Lindquist2 years ago in Psyche
