A cemetery can haunt you. I visited two days ago and I cannot get that place out of my mind. I’m processing…well, the meaning of life and death, I guess. I certainly want to do more research and go back and spend some more time. As I alluded to in yesterday’s post, Stanley was not…
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Theme for 2018!
Happy start to 2018. This is going to be a year of healing, self care, and creative growth. It’s going to be a year of peace and hard work. This year is going to feel good. Again, I am starting a post with another post that was inspirational to me. This comes from Monte Celia…
Yes, Harper, It Is Real.
There is a moment I want to write about for one reason and one reason only. I want to preserve it. My sister, Nicole, now comes over with her babies once a week to visit Babu. Jade is now almost 6 and Harper is now almost 3. (GAWD LORT IN HEAVEN! How did that happen?)…
Sharing The Start of 1936
It felt so good to sit down with Babu again and share these journals. She read January 1936 and I asked her what jumped out to her. She said she thinks she really liked going to Bay Path College. That put a smile on my face. I shared with her that I loved reading about…
Babu Update (and a bit of an update on me;)
Happy December everyone! I have been away from the blog and the entire transcribing project for a while, but it has never been far from my mind, for two reasons. I’ll get to those later. First, Babu is fine. To elaborate further, she’s developed eczema over her whole body which we have a hard time…
March+April 1936 She’s Still Talking to Angels
Victoria is still at it. I rushed to transcribe April to see if I could get some resolution to what this Angel Speaker is up to. Not yet, but Babu is holding on to both her intrigue and belief, despite warnings. Tuesday, March 3rd, 1936 Got a letter from Veronica. She told me of all…
March 1936 – The Great Flood Excerpts
Thursday, March 12th, 1936 It’s been raining all week so far. If the river doesn’t stop rising conditions are going to become drastic. Havoc has already been done in some places. Some small bridges and dams were swept away and trolleys didn’t run for a while today. Miss Dickey ordered us out of the room…
Winter 1935-1936 Excerpts
Some difficult times: Tuesday, December 10th, 1935 Oh lord please don’t let a thing like a misunderstanding come between friends, as between J. and me. It’s horrible. We had an election of office. I was elected secretary. J. Sat with Teddy and Drobey. Drobey didn’t even talk to me. I passed by all of them…
January, 1936
I’m thrilled to be in the new year! Interesting things are on their way and I know it. Now in January 1936 she is eighteen years old, attending a college secretarial program, rarely mentions Drobey anymore but is still pining for W.B.Z. She is without a steady boyfriend and it’s shocking to me. Her children…
Another Day
Another Day I pull the curtain back to let in diffused autumn sun It’s a new day. And she arose from her bed Despite letting the clock tick past 9:00… Past 9:30… Leaving me hanging on the question: Will today be the day she doesn’t wake? I straighten the bed as I hear her Moving…
Chatting with Babu, Nothing New or: Let’s Talk About Poop, Baby
I have changed the format of this blog slightly. I used to write a post summarizing the journals, then a post about the conversation with Babu, then a post with excerpts. I sometimes skip the middle one and I want you to know I’m still sharing these with her. It is my favorite part! I…
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