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Child of my child….

My beautiful Charlie Sophia is six years old today..Our Friday 13th baby!!! I cannot believe it has gone by so fast and so remember your MOMMA Alana’s massive car ACCIDENT and hospitalization –pregnant nine months–a few days before you were due and then born as she drove to the airport to get me!!!. We were so afraid you were injured but look how perfect you are at a few months old!!!! I ADORE you wee Princess .. Happy 6th Birthday, dear Charlie from Grammy..and to your Momma who has done such a FINE job of raising you to now!! You are a big presence in this world already.. Magic is going to happen in your life.. This I know is true….. Blessings from Grammy..

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Don’t forget to remeber the little things…

Mom–THIS is what it was like for you and I.. For I remember… My first memories are of you holding me during Hurricane Hazel–singing to me and tickling me-to make me laugh… Farther down of you milking Bossy the cow and squirting me with warm milk–making me laugh… I remember you letting me stand on a chair and showing me how to peel potatoes–and hold the mixer to make cake batter– Jump to age 13 when i got braces and you made me green peppers stuffed with cottage cheese and other special lunches just for me– Then me as a mid teen when we used to sit on your bed on Sundays and read novels together…. And then how you helped me on my wedding day by throwing a grand soirée at the farm for the reception. .. And then how OROUD you were of me when your grandson, my first son, child of your child, come to us From there it was woman to woman—for you gave me that respect.. And I finally felt sooo grown up.. Until I was 29…you, only 49…and then you were gone.. Mothermurder Thank you–for being you… Your Pammy….Your J…

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The loss of a mother can never be replaced…..

“Incredulously” Who could have known? Who could have guessed? Who could ever think that the most important soul to us ALL would be taken in violent murder in five days, those many years ago? 1978! Self-same day as the |Jonestown Massacre. Who could believe, if someone said it was coming, that the one who we all assume will be there for us ’til our own end will, instead, be stolen? Wouldn’t we all pooh-pooh it if we thought that Gramma would never again bake her famous cookies for your kids.. spoil them rotten with her devoted love of them? Who could imagine she would never again gladly provide an ear, a non-judgemental ear for you in the middle of the night when you just ..needed her? I couldn’t.. But it happened.. Pamela.. 13/11/15 post script–My precious Momma was 49..I had just turned 29, 12 days before her death.

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November–my oxymoranic month…

I REALIZE YOU CAN’T like THIS POEM- PER SAY– But I MADE A PROMISE TO MYSELF AND TO HER TO HONOUR MY MOTHER every November 1st —AND HER LIFE AND UNTIMELY DEATH when she was only 49–me 29–IN words–as a writer and poet…. I know my siblings feel the same.. ALL I CAN ADD IS THIS.. WE DON’T Always get along with our moms..but— we must never take the lady who birthed us for granted.. or disregard her– or fail to love and cherish her.. For we never know how or when she will leave our lives forever… ~~~November –The Trickster Oh, November. You are back. The month of oxymoron and counterfeit happiness. Oh, yes I well remember the giddiness of it all when I was a kid; all pig-tailed, naive excitement. Childish dreams painted pictures in my fertile mind then, those decades ago. Dreams of the MOST fabulous gift ever in THIS birthday.. for FABULOUS was my word of the month when I was, say nine on this day. November 1st. My middle-brother and I share this month, birthday-wise. But he was and is such a giving soul That he always let me be singular in my cake selection. […]

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Lessons from my Momma…

When I was little—I was full of excitement–all the time—for the future.. My mind was full of visions –of a life far beyond the farm we were fortunate to be raised and nurtured on.. My dear, precious mother would look in my eyes..and talk to me –without moving her lips– She told me to be.. -Unafraid..of becoming whatever I dreamed of–in each stage of my eternity -Unrestrained..in sharing my love and beliefs–spreading my word and the bits of knowledge and experience I gathered over my lifetime.. And -Unapologetic if I stepped beyond boundaries and over thresholds others thought a woman of my station should ever imagine. What a gift she gave me… Thank you, my Guardian Angel. My precious Mother.For being there–as you are even today…Always THERE.. heart emoticon

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Hashtag MotherMurder

“Incredulously” Who could have known? Who could have guessed? Who could ever think that the most important soul to us ALL would be taken in violent murder in five days. Who could believe, if someone said it was coming, that the one who we all assume will be there for us ’til our own end will, instead, be stolen? Wouldn’t we all pooh-pooh it if we thought that Gramma would never again bake her famous cookies for your kids.. spoil them rotten with her devoted love of them? Who could imagine she would never again gladly provide an ear, a non-judgemental ear for you in the middle of the night when you just ..needed her? I couldn’t.. But it happened.. Pamela.. 13/11/15 post script–My precious Momma was 49..I had just turned 29, 12 days before her death. @BoomerNovel

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Big, fat summer readdd!!

PERFECT big, fat summer read! Amazon, Amazon Canada and Europe. Kindle.. Ask your favorite book store to order it for you. 7 different libraries carry Call me J in their collection. OR PM me and together we will make arrangements for a SIGNED-by-the Author copy! You won’t be disappointed. I promise..

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Believe six impossible things before breakfast.

Alice laughed. “There’s no use trying,” she said.” One can’t believe impossible things.” ” I dare say you haven’t had as much practice,” said the Queen. “When I was your age I did it for a half an hour a day. Why sometimes I’ve believed as many as six impossible things before breakfast.” My mother gave me many gifts when I was a child.. One was faith in ME! No matter what, I must first TRY and then never, ever give up until I had gone as far as I could with a thing. She taught me how to practice faith, tenacity. And GRATITUDE! If you believe–ANYTHING IS POSSIBLE!! TRUST ME!….. Pamela

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MotherMurder

“Incredulously” Who could have known? Who could have guessed? Who could ever think… that the most important soul to us ALL would be taken in violent homicide in five days. Who could believe, if someone said it was coming, that the one who we all assume will be there for us til our own end will , instead, be stolen? Wouldn’t we all pooh-pooh it if we thought that Gramma would never again bake her famous cookies for your kids.. spoil them rotten with her devoted love of them? Who could imagine she would never again gladly provide an ear, a non-judgemental ear for you in the middle of the night when you just ..needed her? I couldn’t.. But it happened.. Pamela.. 13/11/15 ***post script–My precious Momma was 49..I had just turned 29, 12 days before her death

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It’s my BIRTHDAY!!!

Dear God. What can I say..You are still blessing me with not only life but a happy life filled with adventure and love and great health..I have seen it said that age is only a number but –that is not so when I can celebrate 67 years here on earth today 15 years after my first supposed demise to stage 4 cancer ..Then 12 year after with a heart attack..Then 6 years after. with–well–YOU well know what You protected me from then.. I will continue each and every day to be filled with gratitude and I ask You to continue to bless me with the ability to not only tell me story but to inspire others to break out and be their very OWN authentic selves.. Onwards.. Your..Pammy

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