Sometimes, It’s Not About the Balloons
One day when my kids were in grade school, I got a phone call from a friend. She asked me if I could watch her kids. She had to go…
Category: Short Stories
The Indescribable Man
I work in the shop where there are around 1,000 workers for each shift. I’m on the door line which has over 50 people. There are always people coming…
The Jumpsuit in the Closet
I was an ordinary girl. There was nothing exceptional or head-turning about me. I had average facial features. My skin was pale. My hair was that in-between, mousy, dishwater…
Bad Bread, Bad!
What’s up with this sudden hatred of bread? I love bread. Hot, out of the oven with butter melting on it. Yum. Garlic Bread? Even yummier. …
A Father’s Day Tribute to My Dad; Kenneth Bruce Eastman
It’s funny how you never second guess things when you’re growing up. You just assume every family is just like your family and your parents are no different than any…
A Tribute to My Mom: Rose Marie (Campbell) Eastman
Mom. That one word brings so many emotions to me: joy, happiness, a feeling of being loved, warmth, security and sorrow that I didn’t do more for her. I could…
Grandma’s Closet
After Grandpa’s passing, (James Campbell), Grandma started to go downhill fast. Some of her kids were over helping her and hanging up clothes in her closet. They found numerous nightgowns…
How Do You Spell Sinus-Allergy Relief? U.P.
For over thirty years I was plagued by spring and fall sinus allergies. I had the works: sinus pressure, headaches, stuffiness, sneezing, coughing, sore throat, watery eyes and sometimes I…
