Man oh man oh man. The past couple of weeks have been very interesting to say the least. Hang on to your hats while... Read More
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… on never, and always
It’s hard to believe that it’s only been four months since Grampa, The Old Yankee Man, moved on to putter around that Great Garage in... Read More
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… on accommodations (small as they may be)
This year our time in Maine is so soon after the death of our dear Old Yankee Man. It will be two months in a... Read More
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… on falling (into place)
Yesterday I was up in Maine. Yes, I know you have figured out that I take every opportunity to be in Maine, and work very... Read More
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… on the shifting sands of grief (and hollywood set design)
Yesterday, I was contemporary-chatting to a friend (which is called ‘messaging’). We were talking a bit about death and dying and grief, and she... Read More
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… on grief in real life
I once read about the theory that, if you know what is actually happening within your body during childbirth, it makes it easier to... Read More
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… on sparkle water and magic
I am a big fan of Sparkle Water. Sparkle Snow too. Sparkle anything… something magical about it. On Friday, Granny, Sister-In-Law Robin and I... Read More
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… on promises
Will I think of you often? I will I will Will I think of you often, I will. With each beat of my heart... Read More
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… on no air cover and curious ground cover
The death of a parent ignites many different emotions. And also thoughts. There is lots of thinking going on inside my brain right now.... Read More
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… on packing for a trip
Yesterday was a beautiful day. Exactly the type of day that Grampa would have loved to be a part of. And he was. Family... Read More
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… on my missing piece
Every day, twice a day, for three weeks exactly, to the day… I would go to the hospital where Grampa, my Old Yankee Man,... Read More
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… on the homicidal advocate
That’s me. The Homicidal Advocate. Oh, you thought I meant that’s me in the pic right there? No. That’s Grampa right there. Doing a... Read More