Eskimo Kisses Mom and Dad were not overly affectionate people in our younger years but later became huggers. However I do remember Eskimo kisses...still a favorite of mine! I later learned that an Eskimo kiss was a part of the modern Western culture whereas it is the act of pressing the tip of one's nose against another's. It is loosely based on a traditional Inuit greeting called a kunik. A kunik is a form of expressing affection, usually between family members and loved ones, that involves pressing the nose and upper lip against the skin (commonly the cheeks or forehead) and breathing in, causing the loved one's skin or hair to be suctioned against the nose and upper lip. A common misconception is that the practice arose so that Inuit could kiss without their mouths freezing together. In fact, it is a non-erotic form of greeting that serves as an intimate way of greeting one another for people who, when they meet, often have little except their nose and eyes exposed. When early explorers of the Arctic first witnessed this behavior they dubbed it Eskimo kissing. In its western form it consists of two people rubbing noses together. One of the earliest representations of the Eskimo kiss comes from Robert Flaherty's 1922 film Nanook of the North, considered by many to be the first real documentary or ethnographic film. It is possibly from this source that the non-Inuit/Eskimo public became aware of this convention. Eskimo Kisses to YOU!

What is in a Name?

My mother was named Delores Alice. She was very sad. She said that Delores meant sorry. My Mom was sad until she decided to change her name when she was in her mid 50s. She was now called Dee and Mom was happy. I adopted the initial calling of names as well, V, C, J, K, etc. However it could get complicated if every ones name started with the same initial and that is where nic names could come in . So what is in a name?

..a lot..it identifies us...and therefore our thoughts indeed make who we are. Think happy. Think D!

Going Home

When I give up this flesh and bones

Please no sad sighs and mournful tones

But let it be a time of joy instead

When I take to my final bed

This form I've worn through out the years

Has grown in joy and yes with tears

But like a coat that's not in style

I'll take if off and with a smile

When this form's forsaken never grieve

Its outgrown garment I will leave

When all my lessons have been done

When God will call "Come home dear one"

penned by Dee Roche

Dee Roche went home today

On July 2nd 2015, at 8:33 p.m. Dee Roche went home. She is my mother and will be joining my father who left us in 2014. And my son who was waiting for them both.

I started a journal a few months ago as she enjoyed hearing the stories of the past.  I don't know if she remembered them or not but she would smile, nod  and say "Oh, yea!"

This is for you mom...to remember you and your life and the things that made you special.

LOVE YOU TO THE HEAVENS AND BACK