Sick and weakened, Mom paused on her way back to bed from the commode. She looked at me closely, Do you think other people get to be this old, and this sick, and die in this way? Yes, they do, I replied, as simply and honestly as I could. Several times this week, she mentioned … Continue reading When to make nice & when to call BS.
Having met with a favorite friend, Sara, for breakfast at the restaurant, Toast, I was feeling happy and open-hearted as I strolled up West Portal Avenue last Monday, a warm spring day. I wandered into the Bookshop and bought a few books for a favorite little friend whose 2nd birthday is coming up soon. There … Continue reading Wanderment
Did you know that I was lovers with Eldridge Cleaver? You didn’t? The crazy thing is, neither did I! Not until this past year when my cousin Neil told me, asking point blank, “Did you have an affair with Eldridge Cleaver?” What??!! Who told you that? I gasped. We all thought you had. My mom … Continue reading Fake news…
I once had a boyfriend named Michael. Ok. Michael Dille, if you want to know the whole name. I don’t care. I somehow doubt he’s still alive. And, if he is, I still don’t care. I’ve googled him once or twice to see what became of him, but never found a trace. The romance lasted … Continue reading Ah…. Youth.
In the old days there was the Lonely Hearts Club, which I learned about, probably on TV, when I was a child. I remember the people were timid and desperate enough that, through the club, instead of meeting someone to love, they met their murderer. It was oh, so tragic and sad, and for sure, … Continue reading Let’s hear it for social integration!
Last night, I was taking pics of the little flower bouquets I made (see below) when I turned the camera on myself. Sometimes I just can’t resist photographing everything in sight. I was in my Pjs, the grey ones with the stars. Then I went to bed early… with Oliver Sacks… I know, I … Continue reading Breakfast with Oliver Sacks…
My friend, Jim, emailed me after he returned to Nyack that the succulents I gave him from my garden on New Year’s Eve — the last hour of 2017 — are doing well. Jim, his girlfriend (and my friend) Anita, and another friend, Deb, had spent a memorable NYE together (doing nothing special — the … Continue reading Re-calibrating