Category: mother
A Pharmacy Nightmare: 1980s Contraception
The 1980s was the time before privacy laws and barriers to semi-shield you in your discussions with the pharmacist.
I inched closer to her side.
“Mama?” I said.
“You’re a big girl now. Get in line and drop off your prescriptions.” […]
Celebrating the Mishaps
I was lighting the candles for the last night of Chanukah, The Festival of Lights, when this memory plunked into my consciousness. Plunked with such Maccabean might that I dropped the candle setting a Chanukah card on fire. Unfortunately for my neighbors, the flaming card set off the smoke detector. A saner head than mine […]
Garlands of Daisies (55 word story)
“I made garlands of yellow posies in childhood. All too soon, my mother took me to buy my first bra. Slyly that night, with tiny, skillful stitches, she altered it. The next day, I decorated my sprouting breasts with embroidered daisies. Nowadays, I grow luscious gardens of multicolored flowers in the loam of my body.” […]