by Sharon Cooke | Nov 28, 2017
Mae is now four, but her ability to growl started a year before at the age of three. When Mae didn’t feel in the mood for conversation rather than ignore you, turn away or simply look at her feet she took to responding with a sound that came from deep inside of...
by Sharon Cooke | Oct 23, 2017
Kicking the Cat is an idiom that dates back to the 19th century. The man is humiliated by his boss. He comes home and yells at his wife. His wife slaps their child and the child kicks the household cat. People have grown, for the most part, to know that to kick a cat...
by Sharon Cooke | Sep 3, 2017
“Sharon, did you change your email. Did you stop writing? Did you delete me from your mailing list? “No, No and No”. I’m here. Right here where I left off or perhaps I’m not. Perhaps I’m somewhere else, other than where I was. I hope during my lapse at writing, while...
by Sharon Cooke | Sep 20, 2016
Monday July 4th – surgery for my second knee replacement. I’d been preparing myself. Everything was in order. Home cleaned, check. Groceries bought, check. All the lovely rental aides of walker, shower bench and toilet seat, check. Children to visit, ride home,...
by Sharon Cooke | Jun 16, 2016
It all begins with being single, which translates into, “You’re the One”. You’re the one who has to glue back together what breaks, change the filter on the furnace, unplug the clogged drain, pay the bills, manage the books and read all those boring, foreign sounding...
by Sharon Cooke | Mar 31, 2016
Pelting down rain, fog, stubborn patches of ice. “Mom, are you sure you want to drive in this?” “Of course. I’ll pick you up early though, with this weather and rush hour, it could be miserable.” “Sounds good, see you soon.” “How did we manage this? We’re forty-five...
