So much Newport, Part II

Heading into Memorial Day weekend, Will and I visited Fort Adams State Park. The timing was serendipitous and we benefitted by being able to see a Boots on the Ground for Heroes Memorial, put on by Operation Stand Down Rhode Island. As we walked inside the walls of the fort, we saw a memorial display […]

A loved Trulove

She was 92 when she complained to me, “Everybody here is old.”

Rearview mirror

My heart is broken and I’ve been in too much pain to interact.

Stuck with a needle and burst

If the point of art is to connect to people …or any of a number of remarkable human responses to effective art… You have done it.

Year-old Texts

I miss my Mom.

Dreaming of Mom

So, I guess my heart tries to work it out in the night, when my willpower is not as strong.

Surround yourself with beauty

Before the year is out, I want to lament the loss of my mother once again. Maybe I can find a way to process my grief in 2012 and stop spinning around like a leaf in a pool. Today, after working 5 hours of overtime on a Saturday – New Year’s Eve no less – […]

Question Mark

My mother is dying of cancer. From the looks of things, combined with my extreme lack of experience with cancer, or of death, I think she has anywhere from a few days to a few weeks left. Or maybe a month, but I hope not, because this is no life. I wish I had written […]

Power of laughter

Well, the final result is that despite the dull ache of losing my Gramma, with my family around me and some laughs, I feel much better today.