THE HANNAROSE DIARIES
- November 04
- Essays, poetry, opinion and short stories. Free lance on line and in print.
"In life we all have an unspeakable secret, and irreversible regret, an unreachable dream, and an unforgettable love.”
― Diego Marchi
Personal Website: AnneWrites.com
MY RECENT POSTS
- More Thoughts on Touching
February 13, 2014 09:29AM
- DON'T TOUCH your girlfriend's
February 11, 2014 09:38AM
- It Would Have Killed Her...If
She Had Known.
February 03, 2014 06:51PM
- BIG ANNOYING ADS ON OS
January 24, 2014 11:24AM
- The World is Too Much With Us.
January 23, 2014 09:28AM
MY RECENT COMMENTS
- “Happy for you and your
grandmother. My grand kids are
treasures and I will
March 03, 2014 03:49PM
- “Heard the bird song.
Lovely. Hope you will be
better soon, so
that you can
March 03, 2014 03:45PM
- “I tend to agree with
Onislandtime. Indifference is
the opposite of
March 03, 2014 03:35PM
- “Riveting. Your father
was/is a monster.”
March 03, 2014 01:22PM
- “I am glad that you have
taken comfort in an after
life. As a
caregiver for a
March 03, 2014 01:09PM
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In doing my daily research about AD, which now in some respects rules our household, I am told that holding and hugging my husband is both positive and necessary. Touching heals. Hand holding binds two into one.I have found that the more I hold him and assure him, the better he… Read full post »
I am a 'toucher'. I hug and kiss, hold hands, pat backs and bellies. All of which is now politically incorrect or socially unacceptable and perhaps cause for legal action if you touch a stanger. It is hard to break habits that are part of your nature.
I recently played golf… Read full post »
Johanna is Dead.
She was a sweet lady of 80 something, who looked a lot like Betty White.
She was delighted when we moved into the empty apartment across the hall. Offered to help us. Anyway she could.
That was four months ago.… Read full post »
Are the rest of you finding large ads from local merchants when you go on your blog site ? Am recently experiencing this. BIG ad from a store that sells TVs etc. Hard to get off. If no one is minding the store at OS how come this just started… Read full post »
A rant. A rambling. Just thinking.... Go at it if you wish.
Within the past few months, Danvers MA has seen school violence and a credible threat of such. My grandchildren attend these schools. Another of my grandchildren was at the Boston Marathon close to the finish line. Thankfully, had… Read full post »
There was no mail delivery, yesterday. Holiday. MLK day. Which complicates today's delivery. Monday is normally a heavy day inasmuch as the stuff which was mailed on Thursday and Friday, arrives on Monday.
Tuesday is the official junk mail delivery day.
The mailbox is usually stuffed with the… Read full post »
My first car was a blue Simca. I believe it was the Aronde model. It was small and it was light. Big enough for my two young children and me. I was 26 when my husband presented me with this rolling gift of independence. No more begging friends for trips to… Read full post »
May the tide stay away from your door. May the winds be favorable. May you enjoy the company of friends. May joy trump sorrow. May you find love and peace. May your life's journey be easier, your burdens, lighter and your accomplishments, sweet.
I have enjoyed your wonderful comments… Read full post »
Was reading jmac's essay today about our OS warriers, heroes, protesters etc. and it got me thinking again about war about war and peace. I am not a historian, nor have I served in the military. I did not protest. I was a child during WWII. A teenager during Korea and… Read full post »
Waiting on the phone, listening to taped music, is eroding my sanity. I cannot accurately estimate the hours of my life waiting for someone to pick up the phone to answer a simple question. Without speakerphones, I would be completely insane.
Wait for prompt… Read full post »
Bradenton, Florida. Sept 14, 2013. Waiting and wondering what is next. We are moved out of our home in New Hampshire. Hanging out in our rental apartment. Nothing is certain and each day the anxiety builds. Our furniture is in storage, our car is in transit. We are in… Read full post »
A time to move forward. A time to leave behind.
A time to sort, to gift, to donate.
A time to throw away.
Oh, the most difficult of all! A small decorated box.
Her baby shoes and mine inside. A tiny coffin,… Read full post »
I'll bet you know where this is going. But I plan to wander a bit. Invite you to come with me. No...not really WITH me. You'll understand.
My last published piece on OS is entitled LOOK LADY, HORSE. At the end of the story I left you with this:… Read full post »
St. Thomas. AVI. September 4th, 1960
I was 20. My husband was 24. We were on our honeymoon and it was our first trip to the Caribbean. It was his first trip on an airplane.
It was the kind of vacation… Read full post »
Man points at sky and yells, " I just heard that Mars has a missile pointed at earth. It can wipe us all out! Gotta move."
One of my favorites. Have tried to find the original. Perhaps the New Yorker?
Let me know.… Read full post »
As many of you know, my husband was diagnosed with Alzheimers disease in February.
Bradenton FL. April 22, 2013
It is just past 7 AM. My husband is still sleeping and I am pleased to have some alone time. The sky is layered and changing by the second. Ivory… Read full post »
I have decided to remove my last post Too Soon, One, Two, Three. I do appreciate all of your kind words and thank you for your support and prayers.
Mary is 89.
Joe is 92.
They just got on line
Mary says they ‘got the bundle’
She used to own a business.
Was a model.
Looks like a Gabor sister.
He is a handsome man
With… Read full post »
There are great events which bring us together no matter our politics or opinion. Maybe we need an interruption in the day to day to understand how truly frail we are. Bravado and opinion get lost in the wind.
I have two friends who might lose their homes today or… Read full post »
We all have favorite things. Some are new and some go way back to our childhood. Maybe we don’t even have them anymore, but we have such vivid memories that we can recall every detail. The less we had, the more we treasured the few… Read full post »
Marshall and I were born in the 1930s. We were children during WWII. We went to college and married in the late 50s and 60s. Our parents exemplified the white middle class in suburban Massachusetts. They were Protestant, we were Jewish. We both lived frugally in modest homes. W… Read full post »
“I… Read full post »
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