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Archive for December, 2007

New Year’s Eve, what are you doing?

• December 31, 2007 • 3 Comments

Posted in Life, child loss, children, dance, death, family, friends, grief, holidays, learning, mothering, music, mystery, parenting, writing
Tags: child loss, dancing, Dave Tegnell, death, Emmitt Owen Riley, grief, Harry Connick Jr., Linda Siniard, Nat Riley, New Year's Eve, rituals

I don’t want to close my eyes…

• December 30, 2007 • 3 Comments

Posted in Life, brothers, child loss, children, death, family, friends, grief, learning, mothering, music, mystery, numerology, parenting, sleep, sleep deprivation, technology, work, writing
Tags: Aerosmith, child loss, circadian rhythm, dreams, electricity, Emmitt Owen Riley, grief, I Don't Wanna Miss a Thing, Linda Siniard, naps, Nat Riley, Owen Riley, sleep, sleep deprivation, technology

Time doesn’t seem real

• December 29, 2007 • 5 Comments

Posted in Life, art, brothers, child loss, children, death, family, forgiveness, grief, holidays, learning, mothering, music, mystery, parenting, writing
Tags: brothers, Nat Riley, Owen Riley, Time

Love is a river

• December 29, 2007 • 1 Comment

Posted in Life, art, child loss, children, dance, death, family, forgiveness, friends, grief, holidays, learning, literature, mothering, music, mystery, parenting, poetry, technology, writing
Tags: creator, dragonfly, Emmitt Owen Riley, future, hope, Linda Siniard, love, music, new year, Rachmaninoff, rational thought, recession, Rhapsody on a Theme of Paganini, River, Rumi, self-sustaining, the soul

Smaller Number, Larger Family

• December 26, 2007 • 4 Comments

Posted in Life, child loss, children, death, family, food, forgiveness, friends, grief, holidays, learning, mothering, music, mystery, parenting, writing
Tags: 2008, blogging, Charles Dickens, child loss, Christmas, death, Don Henley, Emmitt Owen Riley, forgiveness, grief, Lady and The Tramp, Linda Siniard, New Year's Day

Christmas Eve presents

• December 24, 2007 • 1 Comment

Posted in Life, child loss, children, death, family, grief, holidays, learning, mothering, music, mystery, parenting, writing
Tags: Christmas, Christmas Eve, Christmas morning, Christmas presents, David Tegnell, Emmitt Owen Riley, Linda Siniard, mistletoe, Nat Riley, The Nightmare Before Christmas

Christmas Cats…hug yours

• December 23, 2007 • 4 Comments

Posted in Life, animals, child loss, children, death, family, friends, grief, holidays, learning, mothering, music, mystery, parenting, pets, writing
Tags: cats, child loss, Christmas, Christmas lights, Christmas presents, cooking, David Tegnell, Emmitt Owen Riley, friends, grief, Linda Siniard, memories, missing persons, music, mysterious death, Nat Riley, ordering online, Owen Riley, wrapping present

Bells

• December 22, 2007 • 3 Comments

Posted in Life, child loss, children, death, family, friends, grief, holidays, learning, mothering, music, mystery, parenting, writing
Tags: , bells, Christmas, Emmitt Owen Riley, Emmitt Siniard, Karma Stephens, Lea Kelley, Linda Siniard, Mike Oldfield, Nat Riley, Tubular Bells

Home Alone…for the holidays

• December 21, 2007 • 7 Comments

Posted in Life, animals, child loss, children, death, family, friends, grief, holidays, learning, mothering, music, mystery, parenting, pets, writing
Tags: , cats, Christmas, food, friends, grief, Home Alone, John Williams, movies, New Year's Day

Festival of Lights, Laughter, and Love

• December 20, 2007 • Leave a Comment

Posted in Life, child loss, children, death, family, friends, grief, holidays, learning, mothering, music, mystery, parenting, writing
Tags: , Adam Sandler, Chanukah, Christmas, family traditions, Hannukah, laughter, love, music, Saturday Night Live, Winter

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Reading the page below entitled, "Mystery O. Riley" will give you some background, and if you find our mystery something you'd like to follow, please come back often. Losing our 20-year-old son isn't the way it's supposed to be, as we always hear people say. But, for some of us, it is the way it is. And, there's nothing to do, but find a path on this unthinkable road, through an unimaginable forest of grief, and in our case...an unforgiveable river of mystery.

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