I felt for a moment as though I was channeling her spirit.Read More Stepping in for Mom
So, I guess my heart tries to work it out in the night, when my willpower is not as strong.Read More Dreaming of Mom
I’ll suggest you simply add the words, “…and it was damn cold” to the end of each sentence from here on out.Read More Christmas 2011 – Part I
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 […]Read More How Do I Let Go?
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 […]Read More I’m Not Graceful
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 […]Read More Question Mark