Anita Godwin, 65, of Jacksonville, passed away just as the sun faded into the inky sky Oct. 18, 2020. She came into this world Jan. 15, 1955, the firstborn daughter of Francis and Anna Bell Bunch, who both preceded her in death. We will be holding a celebration of Anita's life in Arkansas at a… Continue reading Anita Godwin
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Resurfacing
When I was around 9, we moved from a small everyday normal home on a small everyday normal street to a new house.It was only 6 miles from House A to House B, but it was in another county. In my mind, it might as well have been moving to another universe. How would Maki, my… Continue reading Resurfacing
The small losses
Miscarriage is thought to happen in at least one in five pregnancies. That number might be a conservative estimate because some women never realize they were pregnant in the first place. Heartbreakingly common, yet rarely do we talk about pregnancy loss except in hushed whispers and tearful conversations with family and close friends. It’s too… Continue reading The small losses
Sea legs
If there was one true thing in this world, it was that I could always beat Nick at leg wrestling. I came about this accomplishment quite naturally – through my genes, mostly. I'm from pretty hearty stock, in case you haven't noticed. That, and the 20 years of dance probably didn't hurt either. I got… Continue reading Sea legs
‘Mine is not a unique situation’
So said David Rakoff in the months before he died. "Everyone loses ability. If you're lucky, this happens over the course of a few decades. If you're not, (meh). But the story is essentially the same." And he dances. A few sweeping, sentimental gestures. A rueful smile. His grace is beyond words, although he does those… Continue reading ‘Mine is not a unique situation’
Why hello, stranger
Yes, I went dormant for a couple of months. No, I'm not falling apart. Yes, the triple-digit heat is a tad miserable. No, "they" won't install misting tents every 50 feet for my convenience. Yes, I heard about Jack Osbourne. No, I didn't watch his mom cry about it on The Talk. OK, maybe once.… Continue reading Why hello, stranger
Strength in numbers
I have been very fortunate to have a close group of friends to see me through the rough spots with kinds words, encouragement, food and, when needed, margaritas. I have been equally fortunate to have other friends and co-workers and erstwhile acquaintances step up to help in whatever way they can. We may not see… Continue reading Strength in numbers
Off the merry-go-round
At what age do you start thinking about being older? At 6 when I blew out my birthday candles, I wished to be 10. At 10, I couldn't wait to be 12 and get pointe shoes. At 12, all I wanted to be was 18. At 18, I longed to be 21, of course. But… Continue reading Off the merry-go-round
The good kind of pain
I empathize, little kids of the world - shots are no fun. They make me want to cry, too. For the past 16 months, I've had a regimen of injections. I've been hooked up to IVs, shoved into scary tubes, endured post-shot reactions that are said to feel like a heart attack. And yet ...… Continue reading The good kind of pain
Feeling pretty
I got a haircut the other day for almost the sole purpose of having someone else wash and blow dry my hair. It's been awhile for that type of pampering. Yes, the simple act of fixing my hair has become so frustratingly tedious that I haven't really bothered. Same goes for makeup. The ragmuffin look… Continue reading Feeling pretty
One, Wild & Precious 