The boy at the door was tall and slim, and although I had no idea who he was, he said: “You must be V.J.!” A whoosh of Mom’s skirt obliterated my response. She was hugging and kissing him and exclaiming: “Oh my! Can’t believe it is you!” Then my sisters were there, crowding our small […]
Inspired by a question about why a certain flower has five petals, this week’s challenge was born: mystery. The responses have been varied and all equally intriguing proving that life continues to be full of mystery. I started us off with a tale about a suspicious death in the family, pre-dating my existence. Like any good […]
Her name was Mary, the one that they say shot herself. Although I never knew her, it is a stretch to believe a woman would kill herself this way. Far too messy. “What was she like?” I asked my mother once. “Timid. Not a particularly happy woman.” She had been married to my mother’s second […]
Don’t Hold Your Breath’s byline is “tripping the world, slowly”. The author, I.J. Khanewala, documents travels through images and delightful commentary. I have begun to look forward to these snippets from other worldly places. In a recent post: “Flowers of the Middle Heights” The Young Niece asks why a certain flower has five petals. Khanewala, […]