I stood back, by the end of the bed and let the two of them say goodbye. I couldn’t see my twenty-five-year-old daughter’s face, but I could see my grandmother looking adoringly at her great-granddaughter; the two faces mere inches apart. It was eerily sweet; she couldn’t take her eyes off her. It was as if she was memorizing her glistening…… Continue reading Every last moment.
When we last heard from “Little Things,” she was resting comfortably in Rye, New Hampshire; nestled beneath towering pines, eager to see what New England had to offer. She would wait patiently for Matt and Adria to plan some exciting excursions, but unfortunately, she would not be included in their explorations of the east coast. “Basically, the humidity of summer…… Continue reading “Little Things”…RIP!
“Camping and getting outside in any form is an escape for the soul; being outside is a reminder that we are all part of this world together, and part of mother nature. It is so wonderful to be able to experience all the world still has to offer.” – Adria Milewski Matt and Adria brought…… Continue reading “Little Things” goes to the Golden State
For anyone who has ever lost a pet, I feel your pain – still. One year ago we put our cat Carmel to sleep; it was difficult to say the least. I wrote this essay in April of 2015 to express my love for him, but also to show that being human while you are caring…… Continue reading Love and loss
I was about eight years old and my younger sister around three when we were frozen in time on an old wooden bench on a cool summer’s day in 1972. Undoubtedly we had just been running up and down the silvery planks of the boardwalk just moments before this photo was taken. Mom or Dad must have called our names, “Kathy, Lynda, . . ., look…… Continue reading Frozen in time