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Rest in Peace, Kobe

02/25/2020 by Sherring D.

Every month, there’s news of a celebrity death. Some hit harder than others. Those are the ones that bombard social media feeds and are the leading stories on entertainment shows like Access Hollywood and local evening news. Others garner brief mentions in the middle or end of the broadcast, if mentioned at all. Last month, sprawled on my couch, I received a text with a link. Kobe had died in a helicopter crash. I didn’t believe it. It was TMZ, […]

Categories: Back in the Day, Uncategorized • Tags: Celebrity, death, grief, Kobe Bryant, Memorial, TMZ

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Things that Remind Me of My Mother

02/19/2018 by Sherring D.

1. Julio Iglesias He was her favorite artist. She owned several of his records on vinyl and would sing along as she cooked and cleaned. I did too. 2. Grapefruit Her favorite fruit, which she always ate by cutting in half, sifting sugar over then scooping out the flesh with a spoon. 3. Yellow Not only did she drive a yellow Toyota, but my favorite picture is of her in a yellow dress with white polka dots. It was taken […]

Categories: Random Thoughts, Uncategorized • Tags: birthday, grief, mother, motherless daughter

A Shade of Red for Every Woman*

01/29/2016 by Sherring D.

I used to hate the color red. I thought it was tacky, flashy and gaudy. People who wore more than just a splash of it—say a whole red shirt as opposed to a shirt with red stripes—were attention seekers and conceited. As a teenager, the only hint of red you’d find on me was my nail polish. Even then it was hidden. Red was reserved for my toes, while my fingers were decorated with hues of brown. Only when the […]

Categories: Fabulousness, Random Thoughts, Try New Things, Uncategorized • Tags: childhood, clothes, colors, grief, lip gloss, love, mature woman, mourning, new things, red, red dress, self-esteem, Shopping

Wistfulness, Longing Nostalgia and Melancholy

12/17/2015 by Sherring D.

No matter my chosen form of escapism, before the journey of relaxation, wonderment or suspended disbelief runs its course, I get hurled back into the reality I’m trying to forget for just a moment. I never want to forget the mother I lost to ovarian cancer when I was eight years old, but sometimes I want to disregard that feeling of permanent loss. Memories of her are fading, but like sugar crystals that have dissolved in hot tea, her essence […]

Categories: Uncategorized • Tags: Books, breast cancer, cancer, death, grief, happiness, longing, memories, mother, motherless child, motherless daughter, movies, music, ovarian cancer, sadness, thoughts

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Sometimes I Feel Like A Motherless Child

02/19/2014 by Sherring D.

I woke up this morning, fixed my bed, and walked over to my closet to select the day’s outfit. I chose a two-tone gray knit top, and charcoal pinstriped pants. Then I remembered tips from the countless fashion articles I’ve read and makeover shows I’ve watched and decided to add a pop of color to counter the drabness. It’s bad enough it’s a cold February day. The icy sidewalks are lined with mounds of dirty brown, black and in some […]

Categories: Uncategorized • Tags: birthday, family, grief, love, mother, motherless child, motherless daughter, remembrance

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Northeastern Weather

11/18/2013 by Sherring D.

I love weddings. Not only is it a chance to get all dolled up for a special, happy occasion, but it’s an opportunity to reunite with people with whom time has created silence and distance. Last weekend I traveled home to Boston from New York for a wedding. The groom was the best friend of my brother, who passed away several years ago. Weddings are expensive. I was flattered to have received an invitation. Technically, the “brother” in question is […]

Categories: Uncategorized • Tags: changes, childhood, family, feelings, friends, friendship, grief, home, loyalty, memories, relationships, roots, wedding

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Just Sherring

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Tag: grief

Rest in Peace, Kobe

Things that Remind Me of My Mother

A Shade of Red for Every Woman*

Wistfulness, Longing Nostalgia and Melancholy

Sometimes I Feel Like A Motherless Child

Northeastern Weather