Mom went to Heaven on April 27, 2001. Her name was Mary Lou. It's not a very common name. I didn't realize the things I'd miss when mom passed, like hearing someone say her name. I felt betrayed by the calendar when mom died. Days kept coming. Life kept moving. How could the earth keep spinning when my world had stopped? Yet, it did. … [Read more...]
The House that Built Me
Two years. That's how long mom suffered. She passed away on a pretty spring day in April. "I can't decide between Fall or Spring. I love them both." Mom used to say. "She's gone." Two tiny words with the power to cut my heart in half. The only ones I can make out through my sister's sobs. Paul and I drove in silence. I looked … [Read more...]
I Remember Her
Click Play on this song before reading this post. Mary Louise Perlando was born in a house in Oakland, California, in 1920. The baby girl in a family of three. She was born to Croatian immigrants. Grandma eloped at 18 to marry Johnny Allen, a Greek man who drove the bus on her route. They were madly in love. Married 15 years, Johnny … [Read more...]
