Losing a Loved One
By Rick Kurtis
A story from the Jesus In My Pocket series
It was a sad time for the Bradley household. JoAnn was especially sad because she was real close with her Grandmother. Her Grandmother was in the hospital and JoAnn was too young to visit. “Why can’t I visit Grandma?” JoAnn asked her Mother.
Her Mother sat JoAnn down on her lap to explain. “Well JoAnn, it is the hospital policy. They don’t want you to get sick too. Grandma has a real bad chest cold called pneumonia and even the adults have to be careful and wear masks. When she gets better, they will let her come home or move her to a new room so you can visit her. Now don’t worry and go play.”
I've written a book called Days of Doris. It's the story of my mother, Doris Blystone-Heinreich, and I would love to share it with you. You can read the prologue below and download a free PDF version of the full book by CLICKING HERE .
DAYS OF DORIS
Memories of Doris Blystone
By Rick Kurtis
Angel in the Desert
The desert is a beautiful place to explore but also, it is a very dangerous place if you lose your way. This was found out one day in my mother’s late sixties. She was out venturing in the Nevada desert with her local rock club. She was with her boyfriend, searching for gems, crystals or small stones of particular colors, shapes and sizes.
Her boyfriend said he had to go to the bathroom. He asked if she would be all right by herself. She assured him that she would be fine. She had her jug of water, her umbrella for shade and told him not to worry. He pointed to the mountain, then to the red flag on the car and said to use those as a reference point and always keep them in sight. He pecked her on the cheek and hurried off while she continued to look for rocks.
Being a farm girl from Wisconsin and that she had been on these rock club hikes numerous times, I don’t know where her head was at that day, but yes, she got lost. She couldn’t see the flag of the car or remember which mountain peak that her boyfriend had pointed out. To her, all the mountain peaks looked the same. She walked around and when passing over a few knolls, thinking she was going in the right direction, but still no flag. All of a sudden she heard this awful scream coming from the ground in front of her. Scared, she looked down to see what it was and saw desert tortoise with a jumping cactus stuck on its head, above its eye and another on his front leg. It screamed again while trying to pull its head into a shell.
"What could I do?" she thought, "the poor thing!"