Monthly Archives: January 2013

Next to Normal

We rediscovered our mutual love of live theater during a trip to New York for our 20th anniversary. Over the next eight years we indulged ourselves with some of the best of it in New York and the Berkshires. On … Continue reading

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Letting Go of the Empty Air

I finally did it. I just updated my Facebook relationship status to Widowed. That was the hardest mouse click I have ever made.  Had a good little cry for myself afterwards, not too long. Yesterday I wrote this rather raw … Continue reading

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Regeneration

Note: if you don’t follow Dr. Who, this post will make no sense. You’ve been warned.   So this is what it feels like to be a Time Lord. Heart broken, unable to sustain life, there is no choice but … Continue reading

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A Burns Supper

Last night I attended a semi-traditional Burns Supper with a few dozen friends of friends who are rapidly becoming new friends of my own. I say semi-traditional only because this group goes very light on the pomp, which suits my temperament quite well. I … Continue reading

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Potholes

So I’m bouncing back and forth between working on a balky simulation and trying to write a meaningful post on presence through absence. Odd combination, but that’s my life now. I decide to put her iTunes ‘Favs’ playlist on shuffle, … Continue reading

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Homeless

I know every inch of this house.  It began as an empty lot and the utterance “Barbara, you have to see the view from your front porch”. I helped design it, even worked with the builder to figure out the best way … Continue reading

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Compression Artifacts

She lived her life on fast forward. Everything about it was artificially shortened, yet she packed in a full life. Her childhood was cut short with the death of her mother when she was ten. At thirteen, the doctors decided they couldn’t … Continue reading

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