The holidays are in the rear view mirror. So are the anniversary dates of my husband’s death, burial, and service. These days are intertwined and have a tight grip on the season. The season of good tidings of comfort and joy…. In an earlier post I said I would be out of here for … More Comfort And Joy
There is no getting “there.” I am like these tracks I hiked by last weekend, I keep rolling, mile after mile. We all do. Life comes at you, pulls you along, sweeps you onward, rumbles into the next station. Grief, I am learning, is like that. Last December, on the one year anniversary of my … More Mile After Mile (and a found poem)
In my imagination…I see a few New Englanders standing by the side of this road discussing what to name it. Someone suggests Lake Street because maybe there is a lake at the end. Someone else calls out how about Mountain View, because of the beautiful mountains in sight. Meadow Lane is tossed into the mix because … More Call It What It Is
I have erased the first line of this post about 20 times. I am having trouble finding the right words to write about words. How ironic. As a talker and a writer, I usually have a lot to say. I took this photo of those shiny words a few weeks ago and have been saving … More Searching For Words
September is almost over and despite the balmy temperature today, autumn is here. All my life I have thought of the New Year as starting in September. As a child, a student, a teacher, and a mother – September is the beginning. New back-to-school shoes, fresh notebooks, a welcome return to routine, and wide open … More The September Slide
“A correction may sound like it means something is getting “fixed” on Wall Street, but actually it’s a word used to describe both a trigger for financial losses, as well as buying opportunities for investors.” – Mark Koba CNBC While the financial world has been experiencing the highs and lows of the stock market, I … More Market Correction Of The Heart
This is the second summer since my husband died. To quote a grieving friend, the time passing is both “too quick and too long.” It is our second summer of not being able to share with him all that summer represents: more hours in the day, muggy nights, melting ice cream, cicadas signing through open … More Second Summer
Airports are a trigger for me – my husband traveled all over the country, and the world, for work. He always had a bag packed and a trip on the calendar. He could zip in and out of security with his pre-approved security clearance and his wallet was stuffed with frequent flyer and hotel reward … More Ghosts At The Gate
Sometimes the dying let you know that they are ready – at least this has been true in my life and I am grateful. My job has been to pay attention, be open to what they need, and do what I can to help no matter how hard it was on me. On a Wednesday, … More Sometimes the Dying Let You Know
I have a friend who had major surgery this week and posted that she was recovering and enjoying the beautiful view from her hospital room. It brought me right back to a hospital room I grew to know all too well that also had a beautiful view. We were on the 15th floor of a … More The Room With a View
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