I am in here.
She died just before eight this morning. I wasn’t there — they shooed me out of the ICU about 10 last night. I slept. It is real and not real. I have set the relay of friends telling friends in motion. I even called Israel, though nobody picked up the phone. Not knowing what else … Continue reading Birthdays
I don’t know what to do with a day like this. All I need to do is wait. The cold I was fighting off became an actuality. Not a lot of people are answering their phones when I call. I will find some busywork to do. Something to blog about, maybe.
So many long decades ago, when my mother and I were locked in a downward spiral of self- and other-annihilation, I used to imagine what it would be like for me to face her helpless on her hospital regulation deathbed, unable to answer all of the memories I would recall for her… having hysterics at … Continue reading Time. Passage thereof. Phone calls.
I don’t know what kind of fish that is, but I needed its color, so I cropped and fluffed and played with my Digital Color Meter, and installed both Fish and Fish Coloring on the page. Maybe I’ll get the quieter colors in summer. So, I am off to see LOTR:ROTK. No idea if obligatory … Continue reading orange fish!
white pebble 