Everyday with him is a gift. Here are a few of the things I treasure about my husband: his care and concern for me he is an opinionated man whose convictions are subject to sentimental reversals he is quick of temper but always wants to make peace, with everyone not just with me he insistsContinue reading “Cherished”
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Family
Estrangement is a double edged sword and anyway you hold it, be careful because you arelikely to get hurt. Family Read, if you will, the reblogged post that speaks of a birthday celebration that took place in 2001, the year our estranged granddaughter turned 13 (pre-estrangement), just days after the 9 11 attacks. It’s aboutContinue reading “Family”
Together. Alone. (Widowed)
In my widowhood, we are Still a couple, a couple One of whom has absented Himself, you know who you Are, we were two, and so Close in everything we did, I am doing some of those Things alone now. I am a Widow, without that guy I Miss, when will I, will I beContinue reading “Together. Alone. (Widowed)”
Superstitious (reblog)
I am not a believer. I am an atheist. Without a religious allegiance or a belief in a god or an afterlife, you would think I would be free from all other superstitions. In fact, I inherited much of my magical thinking from my mother. She, too, disdained religion, but lord she had a worldContinue reading “Superstitious (reblog)”
Dreaming (re-posted)
My friend wondered where our dreamscapes come from when I shared my dream with her. My dream of Burt, probably lastTh or Fr was meant to be noted on the following morning. I forgot to write it down then. When I did recall it, it struck me as odd, funny and pleasant. We wanted toContinue reading “Dreaming (re-posted)”
Baseball, Sep 5
Burt introduced me to baseball. I did know it existed of course, but did not appreciate the beauty of a double play until he explained it at the ballpark. There are many myths about the origins of the American pastime. One is that Pittsfield Invented Baseball. It’s a long story and I will present you withContinue reading “Baseball, Sep 5”
Sitting in the sun
Yesterday, I was thinking about what it would be like spending the afternoon on a river- facing bench across the 78th Street bridge. These were late night thoughts and late night sadnesses. There was sadness in the thought; I couldn’t do so without missing Burt who frequently sat with me on that bench. It hadContinue reading “Sitting in the sun”
On the side
Things happen as we get engrossed and distracted by caregiving. I managed to misplace (a polite way to say lose) our marriage certificate. I feel a lot better about it since Googling that replacement can be done easily and online. Looking for the missing item also gave me an opportunity to sort through documents. The rearrangementContinue reading “On the side”
In the papers
How did you meet your significant other? Not in the funny papers as my comic id wants to say, but in NY Press, a printed news sheet. It was free, found in little boxes around town. The meet your mate or date section was also free. In short, I answered Burt’s personal ad. He calledContinue reading “In the papers”
Best, better, best
If you could relive one day from your past, which day would it be and why? The day Burt and I went on our 2nd date. A day that led us to the many years we had together.
