Family legend has it that when I was two years old I stormed up and down the hall shouting “Damn damn damn, I can’t find my car keys,” imitating a phrase commonly heard around our house. I got an early start looking for whatever it was my mom had lost. When I was packing up […]
Fur, Feathers and Flannel: Winter is the Season for Texture
In between the dazzling fall leaves and bright spring blossoms the monochromatic January landscape is all texture. Green is the dominant color, the grassy slopes and evergreen conifers fronting a backdrop of eucalyptus. For much of the vegetation without its usual cloak of leaves, texture steals the show. Pale brown limbs, peeling bark, blackberry canes, […]
The Color of Comfort
Grief is a strange country. Perhaps you find yourself relocated there now. Since my mom died on October 11 I’ve been living in two worlds: the here and now and some other place that is less familiar. My experiences of grief is at times otherworldly. This is not always bad thing, in fact, at times […]
A Way to Say Farewell
My mother is nearing the end of her life. Anyone that has been through this passage knows it is fraught with anxiety, frustration, and sorrow. There is so much to attend to that it is hard to concentrate on anything else. Doing laundry is doable and the reward of clean towels is soothing. As I […]
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