Theodore McDowellinKnow Thyself, Heal ThyselfLearning to WeepMy mother’s dementia teaches me how to weep1d ago341d ago34
Theodore McDowellinThe Hub PublicationMoments With My GranddaughterThe moments float like white petals on a lake2d ago342d ago34
Theodore McDowellinWrite Under the MoonMy Wife and I Have Fallen in Love with EternityMy father can no longer touch me from the grave5d ago345d ago34
Theodore McDowellinSoul BayMy Parents at a Dance Hall During the War.They’re in love with being part of historyJul 1630Jul 1630
Theodore McDowellinKnow Thyself, Heal ThyselfOur Secret MemoriesWe thresh our secret memories from their husksJul 1531Jul 1531
Theodore McDowellinWrite Under the MoonThe Continuous Farewell of LoveThe stars, the moon, and the unquiet world seemed far awayJul 853Jul 853
Theodore McDowellinThe Daily Cuppa GrandeThe Sorrowful Loveliness of LoveTime will be measured by kisses that burn to whispersJul 822Jul 822
Theodore McDowellinThe Hub PublicationA Collage of DementiaVisiting an old man in a nursing homeJul 338Jul 338