Glenna Burdick
Bio
I grew up in several different places in the western United States. In between homeschooling and raising my children, I have freelanced as an editor and manuscript reader, professional accompanist,travel consultant.
Stories (2/0)
Ebony and Ivory
I said goodbye to my dad, hoping it wasn’t for the last time just yet, before getting into the car to be driven to the shuttle that would travel the two hours to the airport. My carry on luggage was heavier than usual because of the piano music I was lugging around in it. Only some of it was actually for professional practice. Most of it was for soothing my own soul.
By Glenna Burdick3 years ago in Journal
Near Death by Chocolate
Suzi lay quietly in the bed that had been given for her use. The darkness of the night was like a warm blanket on her soul. Unlike many small children who are afraid of the dark, Suzi loved night time. She missed Mama terribly, and at night, she could think about mama without interruption. Maybe she loved night time because when mama was still around, she would come home from work and they would make dinner together and then do the dishes together and then they would sit together on the porch swing and watch the night.
By Glenna Burdick3 years ago in Families
