THE HANNAROSE DIARIES
- New Hampshire,
- November 04
- Essays, poetry, opinion and short stories. Free lance on line and in print.
"In life we all have an unspeakable secret, and irreversible regret, an unreachable dream, and an unforgettable love.”
― Diego Marchi
Personal Website: AnneWrites.com
MY RECENT POSTS
- A Thousand Small Deaths.
April 21, 2013 08:39AM
- 123, Gone
March 04, 2013 06:29PM
- The Bundle
January 22, 2013 12:33PM
- Too Soon
January 17, 2013 01:35PM
- THE DEVIL DANCED ON DECEMBER
December 15, 2012 03:08PM
MY RECENT COMMENTS
- “No question about it.
You have a lot of talent. One
- “Phyllis, you are so spot
on. People on line are friends
they cannot hold
- “Am two years older than
you. Have to say I am content
my kids do the
- “Phyllis, Listen to Kim.
He makes a lot of sense. So
things for you to
- “Larry, I really don't
like the term You Folks. Kind
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As many of you know, my husband was diagnosed with Alzheimers disease in February.
Bradenton FL. April 22, 2013
It is just past 7 AM. My husband is still sleeping and I am pleased to have some alone time. The sky is layered and changing by the second. Ivory… Read full post »
I have decided to remove my last post Too Soon, One, Two, Three. I do appreciate all of your kind words and thank you for your support and prayers.
Mary is 89.
Joe is 92.
They just got on line
Mary says they ‘got the bundle’
She used to own a business.
Was a model.
Looks like a Gabor sister.
He is a handsome man
With… Read full post »
There are great events which bring us together no matter our politics or opinion. Maybe we need an interruption in the day to day to understand how truly frail we are. Bravado and opinion get lost in the wind.
I have two friends who might lose their homes today or… Read full post »
We all have favorite things. Some are new and some go way back to our childhood. Maybe we don’t even have them anymore, but we have such vivid memories that we can recall every detail. The less we had, the more we treasured the few… Read full post »
Marshall and I were born in the 1930s. We were children during WWII. We went to college and married in the late 50s and 60s. Our parents exemplified the white middle class in suburban Massachusetts. They were Protestant, we were Jewish. We both lived frugally in modest homes. W… Read full post »
“I… Read full post »
It’s the time of year
For coughs and colds
I’m sneezing and dripping
while feeling quite old.
I cough and I hack
Using boxes of Puffs
My baskets are filled
With tissues and… Read full post »
My mother lived to be 97 years old. She was an artist. Her favorite medium was pastel chalk. I have referenced her work in a f ew other posts entitled Black Eyed Susans and Like Bea. The last few years of her life/… Read full post »
For Deedee: My beloved daughter. Dead now 16 years.
Longfellow's Children's Hour:
Between the dark and the daylight,
When the night is beginning to lower,
Comes a pause in the day's occupations,
That is known as the Children's Hour.
I hear in the chamber above me
The patter of
Tonight is the evening before Yom Kippur, the Jewish Day of Atonement. There is a service this evening which features the mournful music of Kol Nidre. I will not be there. I will light four memorial candles say Kaddish for my family members who have passed, have dinner and read. Tomorrow… Read full post »
We live in a world, which is at war. It started a long time ago continuing with innocuous names like skirmishes, incursions and storms. We are numbed by it. Perhaps we have accepted the fact that peace is… Read full post »
This is a re-post of a story that I wrote 10 years ago.Thanks for reading it again or for the first time. We all have our own memories about 9/11/01. This is mine.
September 11th is our wedding anniversary. We enjoy taking a trip… Read full post »
I married my first husband 52 years ago. I was twenty and he was twenty-five. The wedding was simple by today’s standards. But the honeymoon plans were grand.
August 28th, 1960
Our first night was spent in NYC. Neither of… Read full post »
My only daughter, Deedee, died at age 30. I have written about her many times on OS. And so this is not a reiteration.
Anyway, she had this old pillow...I mean she had it for her entire life. From her first… Read full post »
1939 Dodge Sedan
Brookline MA /1943 -44 or thereabouts.
“I am setting the alarm clock for 5 O’clock. Everyone needs to be packed and ready tonight. I want to be the first one on the road. So no dawdling. Anne. You… Read full post »
It's been pretty hard to find something to post these days. Hard because of the anger and the uncertainty of the landscape here. Who is hiding and who is real. All the stuff about rules...cut and paste...comments, thank you notes, rates and notifications. "Its the custom here...." etc.
There ar… Read full post »
A PLACE OF ONE'S OWN
Imagine the tree that you climbed as a child
Where you sat and surveyed your world.
It may have been the very first place you
Found privacy… Read full post »
What ever happened to the victims of the Tsunami? Were they all accounted for? And how about the citizens of New Orleans and the Mississippi Gulf? Did they return or did they simply move away? Do we know what happened to the people of/… Read full post »
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