What’s a moment you wish you could freeze and live in forever? Sunday, May 3rd marked the 36th year since we met. The moments we spent together on that day are frozen in my memory. On that evening, we had wandered the city from West 21st Street to a restaurant at 50th and 1st Avenue.Continue reading “Forever”
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“The way you wear your hat…”
My photo portfolio is full of all those shots I took of Burt.* Some picture of Burt is bound to come to the screen every day. This is the one that gave me my smile yesterday.∆ * As I pointed the camera at him, Burt would say something like you really love me; you’re alwaysContinue reading ““The way you wear your hat…””
I ♥️ Support Groups
To me, it’s not a paying back or a pay-it-forward. I think of it as a graduation. I was a huge consumer of support groups while I was caregiving. I know how much I needed those sessions with others in a similar place. The neutral space where other caregivers talk freely under the guidance ofContinue reading “I ♥️ Support Groups”
Remembrances
“Anniversaries” are a jarring reminder, as if I need one, of Burt’s absence. He was not here to celebrate his birthday, my birthday nor New Year’s, certainly not Valentines Day. In fact, in eight days, I will acknowledge the first year since his passing. On what would have been 35 years from the day weContinue reading “Remembrances”
A journal for the journey
Sometimes, when someone reports they liked one of my posts, I go back and reread it. This takes me back to days or events I may have forgotten. I wish I could conjure the sweet incident I described in Call and Response. I am grateful to get to read about it. It was heartening to learn thatContinue reading “A journal for the journey”
FOMO
While listening to the New Yorker‘s in depth story on Willie Nelson, I was moved. Nelson is clearly impressive, not just as a cultural treasure, and as a performer, but also as a human being. There’s a lot I had not known about Willie Nelson. I was not a fan, in the sense of oneContinue reading “FOMO”
Summer night
When the night sky is so perfectI yearn to share it, to say look asI touch your cheek in the tenderSilence that is often the languageOf love. Intimacy needs no wordsWe caress those we love to urgeThem to see the beauty we know. Our caress is a whisper echoingThe perfection in the night thatSignals thisContinue reading “Summer night”
Through the years
Who was I as all my yearsAccumulated? The time isNot a continuum. It breaksInto small scenes, acts asDistinct as if each were aLife encompassed in 15 Minute skits, not all funny.Many poignantly true toLife. So much time passed,Passes unnoticed, goes Into a compartment, aMemory perhaps not alwaysRemembered as it shouldBe. I do know my lastContinue reading “Through the years”
Coffee?
This storefront reminded me that my “coffee quest” goes way back. As soon as I saw it, I was reminded that it had been a very cool coffee bar that Burt and I stopped at years back. Now that I think about it, Burt indulged me whenever I had wanted to try a new coffeeContinue reading “Coffee?”
How we grieve
Is mourning dependent on what we believe? Do our beliefs influence how we grieve? Is there something inexplicable about death, dying, and about mourning? My atheism runs up against my genuine sense that Burt’s always with me. I mean literally, I feel his presence. Spirits and souls are antithetical to the beliefs of an atheist. Yet, thereContinue reading “How we grieve”
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