Author Archives: TheRealTamara
This brightens my day
The cellphone created this array for me, 12/13/2025. It calls this slide show A Face in Focus and set it to a lovely tune, called A Lovely Day.
This was our life
I’ve already made my grieving more public than is seemly. I continue to mourn in writing as a heads up for those of you who may experience a similar circumstance. An unnecessary heads up, I admit. We all grieve differently. Also, we each face our grief differently at different times as we mourn. I feelContinue reading “This was our life”
Coming to terms
Every day is different after the loss of Burt; it’s not just in the sense of the cliché. As a widow, the differences in the days are linked to memory and mood. It is a matter of the ebbs and floods of sorrow and acceptance. The holidays are notorious for being harder when a lovedContinue reading “Coming to terms”
Thankful
With Thanksgiving just a few days past, I realize that I had not completed my list of gratitude. It was such an obvious thing that I hadn’t voiced it: I am grateful for Burt. I am grateful that I met him, grateful that I knew him. I am grateful for every moment I had withContinue reading “Thankful”
Another one of our hangouts
It always struck me as an odd place for it, but there’s a hotel on 92nd off 1st. Burt and I often took a walk along the East River Esplanade. We would wind up in its lobby when got past Gracie Mansion. It was a pit stop. Now, I sometimes go into the lobby onContinue reading “Another one of our hangouts”
Last night, Burt and I took a walk
It was a dream, of course, and quite lovely. And elaborate. Last night, I dreamt that Burt and I were out walking. We took a short cut through the lobby of a hotel, maybe one I’ve dreamt of before, but not in a long while. It was like my dream version of the Williams Club. Continue reading “Last night, Burt and I took a walk”
A playlist
This is a little grieving guideline I want to share with you: Music was a tool that helped us even out the mood with our loved ones while we cared for them. I heard that music that Burt had enjoyed would be best. Now that he’s gone, I again am turning to songs from aContinue reading “A playlist”
Taxi, taxi
Burt’s dad drove a taxi. I found this cab keychain at an outing at the Museum of the City of New York. I made it a habit of bringing some item home to Burt from my time out of the house. Food was always a hit, tchotchkes (even when they linked to his history) lessContinue reading “Taxi, taxi”
A photo of Burt
I love the light that seems to come from within in this photo. I am grateful that I took Burt’s picture at every opportunity. There are so many to admire in memory.
this is our life 