I am in here.
It’s been a month and a day since Mom died. And in that time, I’ve lived a month and a day and a year. I’ve gone through her stuff: everything from learning about her estate plan, to pulling her purses off the shelf of her closet and digging through her desk drawers. I leafed through … Continue reading Mom
I wandered around Mom’s apartment a lot today, looking over objects in every room that I remember from toddlerhood. I thought I should want something. My husband thought I should want something. I only chose a few of Dad’s old things to give to my son. I wanted nothing, not even the portrait she’d had … Continue reading Things
I’ve moved myself into my son’s old room, which has a nice thick rug on the floor for crawling upon (not allowed to put weight on my foot even if I could stand the pain), and a new futon in the corner upon which I now conduct my life. If I am laid up, I … Continue reading I dream of nightmares
I have spent yet another morning in the lap of modern dentistry. To be exact, I spent the morning in a very comfortable dental chair, while my friendly dentist drilled some of my bottom right molar away. They don’t do crowns like they used to — the dentist takes only the bad part of your … Continue reading tooth replacement
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