#304

There is a simple joy 
in shopping for a little girl,
something I wondered if I 
would ever get to do, and I 
did; for Anna Rose English
and now, for Miss Rory Marie,
indeed, the cutest sister ever,
whom big brother adores. 

catherinenglish 10-31-2013

#303

My husband made fun of me
because he said all of the
photos of my trip to Europe 
were of churches and cemeteries,
but I was enthralled with the 
beauty and architecture of 
these dwelling places and 
the intricately crafted icons.

catherinenglish 10-30-2013
(the night before All Hallows' Eve)

#302

Today, my dear friend, Ruth,
our eldest daughter's namesake,
shared with me a video about 
the silence of friends and family 
at the loss of an infant, 
as if it never 
happened, that is,
her birth,
yet all things baby 
surrounded us when we came home,
the utter stillness of an empty nursery
too much to bear.

catherinenglish 10-29-2013

#301

Rory grabbed my bracelets
the moment I sat down when 
I arrived, abandoning quite readily
the task of eating Gerber chicken 
noodle mush that not even the 
dog would go near. 

catherinenglish 10-28013

#300

Miss Rory reminds me
there are only 65 days left 
in this year 2013, a year 
full of many changes,
but "Change is good," a 
wise social studies teacher
once told me when he left 
Aurora, Nebraska, but 
he never moved 400 miles 
away from his grandbabies,
missing their smiling faces 
and ever-changing ways.

catherinenglish 10-27-2013

#299

Both of my grandchildren
love my jewelry, especially 
necklaces that contain anything
shiny and round,
mini-Christmas ornaments,
fun and ever so tempting.

catherinenglish 10-27-2013

#298

A mimosa at Bread and Cup,
a perfect morning in Lincoln, 
Nebraska, breakfast with 
Anna Rose, and the best
apple butter, bacon, eggs,
and friend potatoes, preceded by 
necessary Cholest-Off 
and MegaRed krill capsule.

catherinenglish 10-27-2013