PinnedMary HCrookedI think about when I was 18 & waitressing in a coffee shop in the San Fernando Valley & how I checked the ads in the papers customers left…Nov 9, 2020Nov 9, 2020
Mary HGood RunI think about it. I’m not afraid. That point when you know you’re dying; I’ve been there twice.Aug 27, 2020Aug 27, 2020
Mary HNot SorryWrite your stories, they say. And I laugh, & shrug, & think how I couldn’t ever say it right. That nobody would hear the voice of that girl…Jul 6, 20201Jul 6, 20201
Mary HStepmotherI hate the word. I never called myself stepmom. My kids called me Mary. I heard them say to their friends, "Let me ask my mom..Hey…Jul 6, 20202Jul 6, 20202
Mary HNext RideWe sat on the metal guardrail. The sun was going down, so I pulled out our jackets & we waited.Jun 23, 2020Jun 23, 2020
Mary HMaybeI imagine that many of us have those moments, decisions made, forces outside our control, or pure serendipity that change the course of our…Feb 21, 2020Feb 21, 2020
Mary HStroke of Luck“Juanita! Juanita, wake up! We need to stop now!” My cheek mashed against the passenger side window, I looked over my shoulder into the…Jan 17, 2020Jan 17, 2020
Mary HDustyA baby named Dusty ended the phase of my career in cardiac recovery, a specialty I loved passionately.Jan 5, 2020Jan 5, 2020
Mary HGregGreg. The one with endocarditis. He was a big, muscular guy before he got sick. Sandy hair. Rough. One of those guys my social worker…Nov 9, 20191Nov 9, 20191
Mary HRedheadsGinger Baker died today. I haven’t listened to much Cream or Blind Faith for years, but today I did.Oct 7, 2019Oct 7, 2019