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Penny’s 2nd birthday

Today is Penny’s 2nd birthday. I have made it through Julia’s birthday, Anita’s birthday, Ben’s birthday, Thanksgiving, Christmas, New Year’s Eve and now it is Penny’s birthday. Every holiday is hard.

I was sitting at my older daughter’s school program last night and thinking that two years ago at that time I was driving Anita to [...]

Death certificate, coroner’s report

When Anita passed away, they doctor’s told me there seemed to me “nothing physically wrong” with her. But how could someone in seemingly good health and having just had a doctor’s checkup and blood tests four days previous suddenly die?

We had to wait four and a half months for the death certificate because the coroner’s [...]

A day like no other

This is a longer essay that Anita wrote, most likely for an English class in the fall of her senior year. This was a more in depth version of her college entrance essay that I previously published, “A significant experience“. As I have examined Anita’s writings from high school on, I am more convinced that [...]

Peanut butter and chocolate life

From Anita’s “God” file – mid 2009

Mine is a peanut-butter-and-chocolate life. Filled with pairs of things that are quite the opposite and seem, to the casual observer, to be strange & impossible bedfellows, yet seem to find their meeting place in me.

- the non-traditional (racially, mom at home) traditional family (1 parent raises the children, [...]

To My Dearest Brother

To My Dearest Brother
by Anita Parker

Remember
Raw bacon
Mom forbade us to eat
Hiding behind the car
Inviting pink flesh slipped through our fingers
On the waves of cold, white, greasy fat.
Slimy hands and telltale fingerprints
Give us away

Childlike tickle games
You chase me, then I chase you
Laughter, never-ending fun

Smoke rings from the full brownness of your lips amaze me
I hide cigarettes [...]

Anita’s bed

Today is Anita’s birthday. She would have been 38 years old. For this special day, I wanted to share with you an essay from high school of some observations of herself.

This was a English class essay that Anita wrote when she was 16 (spring of her junior year or fall of her senior year). It [...]

The story of Peter

In late February of this year - after Penelope’s birthday – Anita suspected she was pregnant again. She had a great intuition in general and had never been wrong about being pregnant. Nonetheless, she sent me to the store to get a pregnancy test. She took it but could not stay in the bathroom to wait for [...]

Publish your manuscript, OK?

Thumbing through Anita’s senior class yearbook, I was seeking a glimpse of who Anita was in high school. Yearbooks are not necessarily great gauges of a person – a few fuzzy pictures in some clubs you participated in, some not very deep comments from classmates who signed it.

I scanned through the hand written notes penned [...]

Pregnancy and Infant Loss Remembrance Day

One of my Facebook friends sent out a message that October 15th was the official Pregnancy and Infant Loss Remembrance Day. I had never heard of it, but was happy to join in lighting a candle form 7 to 8 pm in memory of our lost children.

Miscarriage is not a topic men speak about much [...]

The End

For the beginnng of this new blog, I decided to start with the story of the end of Anita’s life.