Author R.A. Bridges, Corrie's Mom
Corrie's Memorial Garden will be located to the right of the porch. These flowers were at the cemetery for about one week, and I brought them home. They were not doing well at the time I brought them home, and they are doing so much better. Her turkey is still there even of my grandmother… Continue reading Corrie’s Garden and Her Flowers at Sunset
Dad sits in a waiting room. Eyes red from reading. Eyes tired from small screens and a World War II leaders' novel that I'd given to Mom last Christmas. A Christmas when ... Well, it doesn't matter. Christmases such as that have gone the way of unicorns. My mother, Corrie's Aunt Diana, and my Mom… Continue reading A Time for Heroes
When we say artist, I think it is someone who attempts to make sense of the world when logic fails, and creation is all that’s left.
... when I hear Beethoven's "Moonlight Sonata, it is the soundtrack playing inside of me for the loss of a legend: the light, the imp, and angel far from where I can see."
“Mommy, sing me a song, and not about a raven or a nevermore. Sing about where we fly and about my new wings.”
Just like my son, Corrie was a person you could not just walk away from
"I was alone listening to Beethoven's 'Moonlight Sonata' on the other side of the school, and I thought, I will write Corrie a symphony of words."
Don't promise me when you know, I know, there are no guarantees that the mountain leaves will still cling to trees if we drive up this weekend. A weekend is a hope and a promise; a date when they promise to send you a check. Did you ever wait in a place for someone to… Continue reading Ham Biscuits
There are misconceptions from the moment I wake up. I may appear as the sun shows up on a given day, but shiver in flip flops, jeans, and a thin blue rain jacket when hurricane winds begin to strike the coast. I was not made one way, but changed the moment a hurricane struck the… Continue reading Misconceptions of Hurricanes: A Poem
If you knew Corrie, then there are thousands of memories to miss. If you have gotten to know her through my writing and flowers, then you witness her effect on one person. There are moments that hit me, and I cry. The fact is Corrie would not want me to stay in bed and sob.… Continue reading The Funny Memories I Miss
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