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The Change that Happens Late in Life
Her hand in mine. Her hand was warm but she held on tight. The six of us continued looking at the machine with the numbers, watching, waiting. Top number was the heart rate; below that were other numbers: blood pressure, oxygen saturation, and respiration. The glowing digits in the darkened room changed every moment as the tendrils of tubes measured the last bits of my mother’s life. An hour earlier, I had jokingly bet which number would reach zero first – respiration. I would be right.
By Barb Dukeman4 years ago in Families
Baloo
The cat looked rough, the patchy fluff of outdoor living and dirt on his light color paws. He was an orange tabby cat, but to my seven year old eyes he was a tiger. Majestic, keen on exploration, and powerful. I watched him from the back door of my southern California home, nose pressed against the warm glass. With nonchalant swagger, he hopped up on the wooden fence that supported the low hanging avocado tree branch and part of me wondered if cats like avocado too. I knew our cats ate dry food from the pantry, but this cat seemed a little more wild than them.
By Arwyn Sherman4 years ago in Families
My Best EmPAWee
Kaetaff was named after the dog in one of my all-time favorite movies "The Ten Commandments" by Cecil B. DeMille. According to the movie script Moses had two dogs named Kataf and Turfa and although that was the spelling they had I wanted to spell it differently.
By Dorothy Adams4 years ago in Families
Fruit Lion
When I was a child, I was a little bit shy. So in 6th grade, I met my best friend Shelly. We hit it off right away and I would stay at her house as often as I could, even if my mom did not know I was going to. I would sneak on her bus and Id go to her house. While at her house, we would prank call people. Of course, we would prank call our mutual crush… Chad. He had blondish brown hair, freckles, and blue eyes. We thought he was a “total babe” and we also thought he was completely clueless that we liked him. I do not know why we thought we could hide it that well when we giggled about him all the time or thought we were so slick using our makeup mirrors to admire him while never actually applying makeup. Those were the days with phones with long cords that you end up getting tangled into if the call was a particularly good one. They did not have caller id unless you were the real wealthy at that time, and everyone had your phone number if they had a phone book.
By Victoria Osborn4 years ago in Families
Skateboards and Slipknot
I think back in time on the daily bases. The smallest thing can spark a memory of something or someone that changed my life in different ways. One of which was a dear friend of mine named Bob. Bob and I had grown up in relatively similar ways. We were two faces of the same coin and as we grew up, it was apparent that our lives crossed paths in order to help support each other. Even though distance keeps us from seeing each other often, he was and always will be a big part of my life. Even now as adults with busy lives and tackling obstacles, we still find time to reach out and check on each other. He will always be the first friend that became family.
By Michael L Neuhaus4 years ago in Families
