I have been preparing for this moment for a year, but I am not prepared. Today I said goodbye to my sweet boy.
(Eulogy for my grandmother - delivered December 12, 2018.) When we were kids, there was almost nothing that Mommom wouldn’t let us do. Jump on the bed? She’d lead us in a rousing game of “Chop Chop Timber”. Play in the mud? She’d draw a bath and make sure our clothes were clean before we … Continue reading Celebrating the love she leaves behind.
(This blog post should be subtitled, Holy shit, what have I done?) About a month ago, I was talking with my therapist about risks. I have always thought of myself as risk adverse, while she pointed out that some of my decisions could be thought of as risky to others. On my recent weekend … Continue reading Life moves pretty fast. If you don’t stop and look around once in awhile, you could miss it.*
My grandmother used to talk to herself all the time. Sitting in the living room listening to her wash dishes was like being treated to a one woman play. Mommom would talk about the birds outside the window. The condition of the tomatoes in the garden out back. The effectiveness of the dish soap she … Continue reading I am my grandparents’ legacy.