Legacy
My grandmother, Eva Cobb, died last Tuesday. She never, ever let me forget that I was loved.
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Tag Archives: grandparents
Dust and Beauty
When the snow finally comes to Iowa, it is a cold day in early February, and it blows in and covers the ground and coats stalks and branches and clotheslines and fences with its icy loveliness. It is a week since Grandpa last breathed, and in that time I have flown from the midwest to […]
Past, Present, Future
I would wake up in the morning there, at Grandma and Grandpa’s house, and tiptoe down the orange-carpeted stairs and into the bathroom. The tiny hexagonal tiles on the bathroom floor were mesmerizing to me in my early-morning sleepiness. The house smelled like coffee. Grandpa would be there sipping his, always up early, with a […]
Slapdash Saturday, edition 10– Maybe I’ll Think of a Clever Title Later
So I might have mentioned it once or twice or seven thousand times recently, but we have been crazy around here lately. I’m hoping things will settle down soon, but I can’t really express much optimism. The good news is that Bubba’s last day of school is Thursday, which will cut one thing out. And […]
Slapdash Saturday Edition 2– In Which the Pictures are as Overwhelming as the Lack of Content
This has been a good week. I’m blaming the sunshine and beautiful weather as well as the prednisone for this spontaneous outburst of gladness. We have taken lots of pictures throughout the week, and I haven’t posted many because I still am not done editing them all I have had so many other riveting things […]
Grandma and Grandpa’s House!
Today we came to Omaha to visit my parents, as a special Father’s Day gift to my dad. Because nothing says “I love you” like a house full of noisy kids, stepping on TinkerToys in the middle of the night, and listening to a baby cry to all hours. We love you that much, Dad. […]
Over the River and through the . . .
woods cornfields barren wastelands where farmers would be planting their crops if Iowa would get over itself and decide it’s actually spring . . . to Grandma and Grandpa’s house we go. My darling husband has to work lots of extra hours this weekend, so we determined that this would be a lovely time for […]
