To all of my cousins, my mom was "Nana." I think that name was coined by my oldest first cousin, Terry. They've all called her Nana as long as I can remember. When my wife and I had our first child, we asked Mom what she wanted to be called - Grandma or Nana? She was adamant: "Liam can call me Nana. Not Grandma, or Gramma. Nana." So all my kids call her Nana, … [Read more...]
Archives for 2015
I Dodged a Bullet!
Last week, I gathered all of my Mom's important papers from her house. I ran across two notes from her, both in sealed envelopes. Below is the first note. I'll share the second note in a post after this one. May 25 To Bill Davis This is Mom. When I die, I want no funeral. Cremate me and put my ashes in the ocean. I love you Mom Well, I got the first … [Read more...]
She’s Gone
Mom slipped away today. It was a long long day. But her body finally gave up. I'll post more thoughts about this, and about memories, another time. For now, I mourn. … [Read more...]
Take a Hike
It's times like these when I wish I could go on a hike by myself. … [Read more...]
Morphine
Morphine every 15 minutes. Maybe it's every 30. It's a lot. And I'm okay with that. … [Read more...]