Mom’s Final Wishes
Yesterday evening, as the sun was setting, I chose to open one last file of papers to end another day of sorting through the vast accumulation of stuff that my mother gathered over the...
Yesterday evening, as the sun was setting, I chose to open one last file of papers to end another day of sorting through the vast accumulation of stuff that my mother gathered over the...
(Originally written on September 11, 2020 but delayed publication because life…) Voraciously, she eyes the milkshake. It is known. Familiar. Her clutched hands reach out to try to grasp it. Fingers curled in on...
Friday, March 13th. Until 12:30pm. Was the last time I was able to visit with my mom. Hold her hand. Look into her eyes. And see recognition. Know. In my bones. That she knew....
Mom’s hospice nurse has checked in with us on a regular basis during this quarantine. We have also been receiving weekly updates from her community. And then. A few days ago. They announced that...
After having been a bit off this past week (physically due to food poisoning that lingered), I went out for a short jog yesterday. It felt good to feel my heart pumping again. To...
Last night we were enjoying a most scrumptious meal of tuna via the Honolulu Fish Company. It was so lovely that I thanked the spirit of the fish that gave its life so we...
(Today’s post takes quite a different turn. I hope you find it amusing and return) Someone exceptionally extremely sharing my life with me close. Recently asked me. Inquired. If perhaps he should might kind...
During times of crisis weirdness uncertainty. It seems almost natural to think of our childhood superheroes. Or at least the powers we believed them to hold. The ability to fight evil and take care...
Those of us who have watched witnessed held vigil over a loved one dying. Are too familiar with the concept of mourning in stages. Chasing down symptoms. Settling on a prognosis. Doing anything everything...
It is my hope that you find peace or laughter or camaraderie in my writings. Maybe even a bit of inspiration for your own journey and encouragement to be brave in sharing your voice and listening to the voices of others. The goal is to seek compassion and love and truth in ourselves and support others in the same. We are, each and every one of us, enough.