Posts by Maddie Lock
Our Lives
I never thought of myself as overly nostalgic but now I think I am. Every afternoon I wander upstairs and sit my butt on the carpet to ferret out more memories. It’s telling that the bin sat in our office for the last three years without me digging into it until a few weeks ago.
Read MoreWhat Sam Has Taught Me
This essay was written while I was very ill, years ago. It came from the heart and a fevered mind, and was perfect for this gorgeous anthology by Laura Lee Cascada honoring her pooch with stories of courageous animals. Sam staggers around zombie-like, legs stiff, toes dragging and scraping on the tile floor. His depleted…
Read MoreChasing the Shade
This thoughtful photo of Georgia O’Keefe in her advanced age, with this heading, could well be me. And, yes, I have been waiting to be myself again. Not just for the summer, but I can only hope that as heat and humidity scuttle away, some of me will come back with the freshness of our…
Read MoreHolding It Together
Anni’s kind and loving email made me think about the bonds we have with the people in our lives, how they are formed and how they affect us both consciously and subconsciously.
Read MoreTHE FAMILY PORTRAIT, an excerpt
As Michael and I plan our trip to Munich to hear Sieglinde’s story, we take the afternoon to research Lebensborn and decide if there was any validity to “the Nazi baby-making program.”
Read MoreLegacy
When my aunt opened up about her past, she told me emphatically “I want the truth to be known.” This will be part of her legacy. Sadly, my father passed away on March 5th. The book is also a legacy to him.
Read MoreFrom Joy to Sorrow
My last Rumination dealt with time passing. Nostalgia. And regrettable, yet inevitable, lost connections. I didn’t know what was coming next. We never do, do we?
Read MoreChronometry Redux
The new year was gliding along, mostly smooth with a hint of ripples. And then a tsunami blew in as a reminder that we are not in control.
Read MoreA Study in Contrasts
I have often sat and wondered how much of our humanity we will lose in order to live/survive within our rapidly advancing technological world.
Read MoreA German Christmas Memory
I waited impatiently for the big night and watched the snow clouds pile high in the frigid sky, alternating between wishing for the beauty of snowfall and a clear night to accommodate us on our quest for the perfect tree.
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