Sorting Out/Through the Past . . .
Here’s the thing. Everything I’ve told you about my family and my mother over the past few weeks is true. And so much of it is false. Thrown back into preparing and teaching classes, meeting…
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Couch Potato . . . Cute Version!
Change of pace here while I try to pick up the rhythm of a return to work for one more week of classes — must admit I’d prefer to play couch potato, like my darling…
View PostAfterMath . . .
First, I must once again thank you all for the richness of supportive comments you have left me. These have been truly sustaining over the past days, and I wish I could have found time…
View PostEaster, a new family significance. . . .
We’ve had a lovely weekend here, Paul and I with our daughter B and our g-daughter Nola, a weekend of hikes and beachglass hunts and ice cream sundaes in the sunshine. Of colouring together and…
View PostWaiting, on Easter Weekend
It feels so odd, alienating, to be here, at home, on the island, while my mother only occasionally achieves consciousness, breathing through her mouth in a deep sleep in a hospice bed across the Strait.…
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