by Ethel Lee-Miller | Jun 13, 2021 | Writing
Maddie was looking pretty uncomfortable one morning at our Zoom meeting. Turns out she was suffering from a boil on her sit-me-down. She was hurting, upset, and knew she had to go to the doctor and deal with this. The way she was sitting was exactly how I saw my Dad...
by Ethel Lee-Miller | Jun 12, 2021 | Writing
“Things are Opening Up” With the relaxing and reduction of pandemic restrictions, a repeated phrase seems to be “things are opening up.” Some examples in my part of the desert (Tucson AZ): Restaurants-now more than patio or take-out dining. Gyms-longer...
by Ethel Lee-Miller | Jun 7, 2021 | Writing
“Things are Opening Up” Now that “things are opening up,” I’m behind the wheel of my car every day. I asked my sweetheart, “How many miles do you think we drove the car during the pandemic?” We live outside the city limits of Tucson and most of...
by Ethel Lee-Miller | Jun 4, 2021 | Writing
Pegasus In the last year of my mother’s life, our hospice angels recommended bringing in photo albums to assist my mother in her “life review.” Some pictures brought a smile, some a short sniff of dismissal. Some elicited a story. The black-and-white photo was...
by Ethel Lee-Miller | Jun 4, 2021 | Writing
A Hidden Gem On the East side of Tucson is a hidden gem of a park called Agua Caliente. It’s got a great history of families who lived there, changes they made, both brilliant and not so brilliant, and peaceful home to birds, critters, and water inhabitants. It’s...
