Joy
“Live in joy even though you know all the facts.” It’s been a hell of a new year already. Trump and his cohorts have invaded Venezuela, killed Renee Good, yanked elderly undressed men from their…
Author: mmsw922
Ana #4 – Banana Bread
I am a legend in my own head for wasting bananas. I purchase them with some frequency, intending to be “good” and improve my diet. Then, when they start to brown and spot, I plop…
Blow-Up
Nothing says Christmas quite as succinctly as a yard full of deflated blow-up holiday characters. A flaccid Santa tumbling over his stomach. Sprawl-legged reindeer still in harness. Some unidentifiable characters like a Smurf-elf—a smelf—in a puddled mess. A…
WHAT NOW!!!
I’ve pulled the kantha quilt up over the bed—quickly so as to keep Tuxedo from nesting in the sheets. Though the forecast called for a thick cloud cover and snow, there’s a bit of sun…
What Do I Know?
What do I know, really, of India? That chefs, clad in sparkling white clothes and towering toques, came out often to greet us and ask how we found the food. That every driver who piloted…
Anas #3 – A Gift of Beauty
I’ve long since told you about my introduction to graduate school at the University of Oregon: deaf landlady, garret room with a naked lightbulb, one refrigerator shelf, reading assignments triple those that I’d experienced in college,…
It’s Complicated
My father, Paul Sherfy, died on February 24, 2002, at eighty-nine in the health-care wing of the Cedars Retirement Community—a Church of the Brethren facility in McPherson, Kansas. I’d seen my dad several weeks before his…
Ana #2 – Gold or God
Soon after I was born, Paul and Esther—my mother and father—signed me up for an account at McPherson’s Pioneer Savings and Loan Association. When I was old enough to understand, the bank gave me a miniature…
ANAS and Ana #1 – Tour Train Babble
I learned the word “ana” in graduate school as I focused on early U.S. history. Secretary of State Thomas Jefferson penned a series of short notes titled “The Anas.” Gossip, slanderous digs, frustrations, and observations…
Marcella’s Thoughts on Sorting, Discarding, and Treasuring Sh*t
There appears to be good money in writing a book on how to manage all the belongings that we collect. Most recently, I succumbed to downloading Nobody Wants Your Sh*t: The Art of Decluttering Before You…