The introduction The death of my mother has been the strangest experience of my life. I’m not experiencing it much yet – I remain fairly dissociated and depersonalized. Everything feels not quite real to me. Even though I know it is. Nothing is as I thought it would be. Once again, television has lied to us. We had the memorial service for my mother yesterday. … Continue reading Turning the page.
My mother died at the beginning of the year. Thank you to everyone who has expressed sympathies. I appreciate your support and kind words very much. Death in real life differs from death on television. On television, people collapse in inconsolable puddles. In real life, there’s much to do. And that’s before you get to the bureaucracy of estates. My mom’s memorial service is this … Continue reading Death and busywork – an off-the-cuff joint.
My mother died on Wednesday, January 3, 2024, at 4:30 p.m. My father was there by her side as she took her last breaths. They were the loves of each other’s lives, married fifty-five years. She was the best mom ever, and there’s a hole inside me that wasn’t there before. The two years since her surgery for lung cancer have taken forever. They passed … Continue reading Goodbye mom.
One of the interesting things about humans is the way we assume we’re like everyone else in most respect. Variations are a surprise. Or perhaps that’s a “me” thing. At any rate, assumptions are a double-edged sword. For instance, I’ve always assumed that everyone I know thinks like me about politics – progressive, abortion – pro-choice, and immigration – accepting of most. It’s an attitude … Continue reading If You Don’t Have A Will, You’re Adulting Wrong.
From Famine to Feast 