Letting the Dead Speak
A picture is worth a thousand words. Some pictures tell thousands of stories. Yesterday I experienced a profound, overwhelming and visceral grief while visiting an outdoor art installation here […]
Tag Archives: death
6 Things I’m Bad At
As I get ever closer to my 50th birthday its seems every where I look there is a list of something I should be paying attention to like “15 Things […]
Unimaginable
Yesterday I got news that a child of an acquaintance of mine had committed suicide. He was 37. To lose a child is unimaginable. To lose someone you love by […]
Queer
The word Queer is one I have not used in a very long time. When I was in middle and high school we (meaning the girls) used it as a […]
My Dad
My Dad died December 2, 1992. He was 62. He had cancer and treatments and it all seemed to happen very fast. The space of a year from diagnosis to […]
Address Book
Once upon a time I had a physical address book. When someone moved I drew a line through their old address and phone & wrote in the new one. It […]
Reply All
This is an amalgam post because I can’t settle my mind. In my usual overanlyzing of my own behavior I have been musing on my usage of Reply All vs […]
Wish List
I made a mistake the other day of responding to a Tweet about the Sandy Hook school shooting. Got a flurry of replies and personal messages from folks saying things […]
Baking
My friend is grieving. A young person enrolled in her program has died. His fellow students, the staff and instructors are all struggling to understand. Death, as always, brings more […]
Guns
The school shooting in Chardon is tragic. I cannot imagine what it is like to be a parent of murdered child. Or a student who no longer feels safe at […]
Certitude
One of my favorite things is for someone to tell me how I feel. I am fascinated that a seemingly casual acquaintance can express with absolute certainty what I am […]
Personhood
I could have just as easily called this post “Doublespeak” or “Having your cake and eating it too”, but I am too irritated to be literary or historical right now. […]
Re-gifting
My dad died 19 years ago today. I thought of him as I walked to work and saw a mason repairing a curb & sidewalk. My father worked as a […]
A Wake without Liquor, or Trippin’ Down the Rabbit Hole
Went to the wake and funeral for an old friend from the neighborhood today. When its said out loud its capitalized as in “The Neighborhood”. It was the brother of […]
Recessional
I decided on the perfect song to be played at my funeral – Praise You, by Fatboy Slim. I want it played as everyone is leaving said good-bye event, with […]
