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letter to the brothers

January 5, 2004

Hey you two, thanks for being my brothers! Y’all have helped a bunch. I picked out her funeral suit. They wanted a complete set of undies, too. So I just grabbed stuff off of each of the appropriate piles. I forgot a bottle of her nail polish. They wanted that too — but anyway, they’ll … Continue reading letter to the brothers

words..

January 5, 2004

This is a moblog picture I took of a page of Mom’s writing… It was sitting on a card table in the den that contained piles of Christmas cards. Seemed to be a list of people to send cards to, though she hadn’t sent many out in past years. She used to insist on cards … Continue reading words..

Time. Passage thereof. Phone calls.

January 1, 20042 Comments

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.

First Sun

January 1, 2004

And welcome to the New Year… Tired, but not from partying — from trying to fight off bacteria that want to take over my life. Other than that, the year is off to a beautiful, sunny start.