Sewing Machine

Never thought I would ever touch that old machine; it was responsible for creating many attire. My mom sat behind it for hours to confect the dresses that would turn heads at church. This after she came home from the factory where she made uniforms all day. Never thought twice that she was too tired to continue sewing. The old Singer sewing machine spoke to … Continue reading Sewing Machine

The Sunday Memories of A Baby Boomer

Sunday Morning A day of rituals started with church at St. Luke’s where forgiven sins remained for the rest of the week.   Then a big breakfast: pancakes, scrambled eggs, sizzling bacon and home fries we ate until we almost died.   Then off to some adventure dad would plan it out as a surprise no matter how he tried to disguised it It was … Continue reading The Sunday Memories of A Baby Boomer

My Empty Nest is Emptier Today

My empty nest is emptier today after all of my children and grandchildren all came home for a very brief stay They spoiled me like a little kid with gorgeous smiles, spontaneous hugs and kisses, and comments prefaced with remember mom when this and that or this other referencing the good times she had with her only brother   sometimes I wonder if their memories … Continue reading My Empty Nest is Emptier Today

Happy Anniversary to Poemattic!

It has been two years since I joined WordPress and the fascinating world of blogging. The experience has been most gratifying and I have been inspired by so many of my followers and readers. I am proud to be among such profound thinkers, peacemakers, lovers of the arts, photographers, and all others who share their day-to-day experiences and the rigors of life. I have cried … Continue reading Happy Anniversary to Poemattic!