Tag: Doug

  • Today is my stepdad, Doug’s birthday. I’ve really been missing him a lot lately. I miss our conversations and I miss his funny stories. Here is a photo of him and and mom around the time they first met. I love this photo of them. I love the smiles on both of their faces. The…

  • An old acquaintance from my born-again Christian days died last week of a drug overdose. Good old Mike Jones. He was a punky little skate boarder.  I had forgotten about him and I am sure he forgot about me, as well. But this past weekend I ran across this picture I took of him the…

  • I used to drive a Ford Pinto. In fact, it used to be Doug’s car. He actually gave me his old car when I learned how to drive. I think about that and it makes me cry. He taught me how to drive! He was the only person in the world who had the patience…

  • Death, Grief, Love*

    Death is the calm presence of a male nurse in the hospital room at 3 am describing the act: “You take a breath and die.” Grief is the dull ache deep inside the soul that is always there, sometimes forgotten, but never ignored when it makes its presence known. Love is the compulsion to drive all day, on icy…

  • There are so many sad memories associated with the end of relationships. My experience is that I will hold on until the bitter end. I can’t seem to say goodbye. I have a problem with goodbyes. When Doug was breathing his last breath My mom was saying goodbye to him, telling him it was o.k.…