Tag: mothers

• The Empty Bedroom

  This was once my bedroom. There was a time when this room was packed full of the stuff of life… From a crib made in the mid-1940’s, I would look out at the flowered wallpaper.  Maybe a mobile hung just out of my reach, and moved about when a breeze caught it from a partly…

  patrickjegan

  July 2, 2015

  Blogging, Childhood, Family, Holding onto the Past, Home, Melancholy Thoughts, Memories, non-fiction, Real Personal History

  bedroom, boyhood, broken heart, childhood girlfriend, crib, fathers, growing up, memories, mothers, owego ny

• Forever and a Day

    Absolutely nothing lasts forever. Nothing lasts forever. There may be some things that last forever. One thing lasts forever. You’re waiting for me in the cafe.  The place beside the old church and next to the cemetery.  The only place in the city where I can sit next to the fire and feel warm…on…

  patrickjegan

  February 14, 2015

  Blogging, Creativity, England, Family, Holding onto the Past, Love, Melancholy Thoughts, Memories, non-fiction, Objects of Beauty, Paris, Real Personal History, seniors

  cafe, England, First kiss, love, lovers, marriage, memories, mothers, nuns, old age, Paris, proms, tears, Valentine’s Day, wives, youth