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”
Category Archives: Love
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”
Have I Told You…
In Say it again, I think I was referencing the old song, Have I Told You Lately That I Love You My friend ACJ thought it might be Do I Love You to which the answer is indeed I do. In exploring the genesis of Have I Told You…, I turned to Spotify or YouTubeContinue reading “Have I Told You…”
Love is in the air
Why do we talk about love so much? I know why I talk about it, to wit We know that the Christmas season could be called the season of love. But, let’s look at some other seasons… in Spring, we say, a young man’s fancy turns to love. Don’t we fall in love with theContinue reading “Love is in the air”
I am so touched
Scrolling through the photos in my phone always brings me to a smile worthy memory. Below, for instance, is one of his Madeleine moments which I may be more tickled by from a prejudiced love of the guy with the cookie. It’s equally nice to remember a Burt from before, and my scroll helps jogContinue reading “I am so touched”
Say it again.
We all need to hear it often. Did I say it as often as I should have? Or, could have? We, none of us, believe we are loved. We need to hear it often. I love you, I would say, to Burt. I truly did, yes, do, love him. Often, he’d raise an eyebrow inContinue reading “Say it again.”
Burt over the years
The picture top left just turned up in my phone. I was just noodling and this photo from 2006 popped up. Burt in front of Peking ducks is a long forgotten restaurant. It’s the only photo I (and you) had not seen before.
HiProtein O’s
I am still in that crazy but comforting space where Burt is present. While eating protein oats, I am wondering if only I had had Magic Spoon high protein o’s for him could I have prolonged his life? Then I wonder if he would benefit from that; would he want his life extended; would heContinue reading “HiProtein O’s”
Your story
Memory fades. Not just yours, my dear which was strangely altered and crippled by the dementia with which you suffered. Everyone’s. It, like the hearing of which couples complain, can be selective. Or just inaccurate. It was a gift to me when you recounted so much of your life story to me. Some of itContinue reading “Your story”
this is our life 