I had tea this week with a close friend, one of the most kind, competent, and generous people I know. Also one of the most ill. In the ideal world, she would just have one job: her own healing, but in this world, she has to handle finances, deal with a big home...
Birthdays are a funny thing. When I was six, a birthday expanded my world. It meant more adventures, a later bedtime, and an allowance. But at sixty, my birthday felt less promising. The end horizon on life felt so much closer. How do we celebrate that? With style, I...
What if you had a friend with whom you spent a sizeable portion of your life, yet you treated the relationship like one you could ignore or take for granted? My relationship with my computer, and the cyber fields in which we travel together, has been one of utility....
Did anyone ever tell you, “You’re being too sensitive” when you were growing up? Maybe they wanted to help you by offering comfort after your encounter with the neighborhood bully or local “mean girl.” Or maybe they were wanting to say, “Get over it.”...
Words are beautiful but sometimes need to waitLest they be out of place.The world must be experienced before it can be described. I tread in a new land.My sister,(the “good friend” mentioned in these blogs)died Tuesday.Before I write about itI...
Can flowers sing? No way to prove this but recently they sang to me. Finding new colors I recently returned from visiting a friend who’s dying of cancer. In leaving, my heart filled with achingly beautiful sounds and the rich melancholy of grieving. Did grief...
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