My Love to Altadena

I am recycling an old post because I woke thinking about the survivors of the Altadena fire this morning.

Heavy

My cat, Racecar, was with me for eighteen years of human evolution.

Cousin Time

The trip to visit Debbie happened the last week of September.

A Loss Hard to Express

Tara and I had a terrible loss this year.

A loved Trulove

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

Fear leads to dying, not winning

The problem is fear.

Farm Life

I’m wise enough to know there will be a sharp learning curve.

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 – […]

How Do I Let Go?

Arno and I are getting to know each other still. And we will continue to, of course, for years to come. He has seen that deeply personal messages sent originally to him will sometimes end up in a public forum. He said he’s realizing that <in his words> I am a writer, and a writer […]

I’m Not Graceful

My mother’s health failed rapidly, once we finally heard the diagnosis of cancer. And I have had multiple stages of not dealing with any of it gracefully. This is probably because it has come on so fast. Just when I make peace with a stage, we move on to another shocking phase. In a meeting […]