For My Children

For My Children

A Letter of Wisdom-ish Dear Children, In the event I should die, or rather when I die, here are some things I’d like to share with you. Please forgive me if I repeat myself. I know how you detest that. I’ve chalked-up this annoying bit of my personality to my...
A Bike Tale- from 2012

A Bike Tale- from 2012

2009 I first met my new bike in 2009. I was driving by a local bike store when her silver paint glitzing in the sun, caught my eye. I pulled in to have a closer look. It wasn’t that I didn’t fully appreciate my blue mountain bike. We’d been through a...
Esther the Scrabble Queen

Esther the Scrabble Queen

At 99 she was Scrabble QueenBeating the young and the oldAnd everyone in betweenWith tiara perched atop her headShe counted up her pointsThe game she always ledLorinda Boyer “My name is Esther,” her blue eyes focus on me, then past me. Ringlets of white hair...
Starting Again

Starting Again

“The living mother-daughter relationship, you learn over and over again, is a constant choice between adaptation and acceptance.” — Kelly Corrigan, Glitter and Glue I rest a foot on my shovel, wipe the sweat from my forehead, survey my progress. Anytime I work...
Wired For Joy

Wired For Joy

This was day one of group. I didn’t like groups and I especially didn’t like speaking aloud in groups. I arrived two minutes prior to the starting time. Before I could shove my wallet and cell phone into the glove compartment, my phone rang. “Oh, hello, Lorinda?...

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