by Ethel Lee-Miller | Sep 21, 2023 | Writing
My Own Not so-terrible Twos My own not so-terrible two’s date was August 25, 2023. That day I said a resounding “yes” to celebrating the anniversary of my “mild” stroke two years, or 24 months, over 700 days, and many many hours of asking...
by Ethel Lee-Miller | Jul 1, 2023 | Writing
Summer Then How is it that in my 76th year, I continue to look forward to the first day of summer just as I did when I was a child? Back then, I couldn’t contain the anticipated happiness and feeling of freedom that came in the package that was summer. School was...
by Ethel Lee-Miller | Jun 30, 2023 | Writing
Oh, the summer night has a smile of light, And she sits on a sapphire throne. ~Barry Cornwall If you live in the Sonoran Desert as I do, summer nights are a respite from the heat of Tucson days. Waking up to the morning’s brilliant sunshine blue skies and a...
by Ethel Lee-Miller | Jun 20, 2023 | Writing
WHAT I KNOW ABOUT MY “BUSINESS” RESISTANCE As much as I resist the “business” of writing, I know- KNOW- it’s part of my writing life. It’s not like I don’t know what to do or how. I’ve got charts, categories of folders with writing...
by Ethel Lee-Miller | Jun 17, 2023 | Writing
“It doesn’t matter who my father was. It matters who I remember he was.” Anne Sexton. My Dad was an extraordinary ordinary man. Father to three daughters, husband to my also extraordinary Mom, kind and cheerful grandfather. He did all...
by Ethel Lee-Miller | Jun 6, 2023 | Writing
D-Day 2023- Tucson On Tuesday June 6, 2023 6:30 AM in Tucson Arizona, I stood by our patio window, coffee mug in hand, thinking of the day ahead of me. There is a whole chorus of birds that sing early in the morning from about 5:45 till about 8:30. It’s an orchestra...
