"The Exhaustion of Diaspora" is a week long series of what it means to leave home and seek home and sometimes even find home, but not necessarily in any particular order.
Louise had it first but I didn't know that because I was either not born yet or too little to sit up on my own.
I only knew it as my baby chair. After Louise had her own kids, there was a brief moment where Florence said something about giving it to Louise and it was one of the few times I put my foot down and said no, it was my baby chair and I wasn't sharing it with anyone. I think I was in my 40's at the time. So it continued to live by the piano.
Fifty years after it was brought into this house, I folded it up and put it in the corner. I was sending it to Louise's. Even if it did have my name tag on it. And then I looked back and realized just like the picture of Florence and Whoopi visiting...
... this was it. A brief moment that would never happen again.
My Own Personal Little Nut Hut! Plus: Lunch @ Something 2 Taco ‘Bout And A Stop @ The Nut House - [image: 1a. toptitle_may23-18.jpg] *I had a nice surprise the other week when I was doing a segment on Good Day Central Illinois. I thought the segment wa...
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