I crave the comfort of a holiday season that never was. I want the thrill of a perfect present surpassing all my wildest expectations, happy family gathered smiling, house lit with heirloom decorations and filled with glorious song. (Oh, and while we’re dreamin’: sleigh bells ringing, those powdered almond cookies, caroling neighbors, ice skating on the pond, crackling fire with no leftover ashes.)
It’s fall, time to shed the old and make way for the new, right? Yes, yes, yes, we are two Continue reading
August 2006: 6cm tumor. Renal Clear Cell Carcinoma. The memory of that phone call is still profoundly shocking: sitting at Continue reading
I had the map, I had the motivation, then why was I suddenly scared? We started out together–David, my daughter Continue reading
Man, oh, man: his blue velvet dinner jacket, my pink dotted-swiss, my tightly clasped hands, we were such innocents on Continue reading
I found my brother’s body. And then I wrote his Death Notice for our local newspaper. I said, in the Continue reading
May 31st marks one year. Twelve months since I posted my last Quickbooks transaction. Gave my last employee review. Attended Continue reading
I love me some comfort: the sensibility of routine, my favorite worn-in sheets, the predictability of the sunset and the Continue reading
