Our First Anniversary
My beloved, A year ago at this time, just shy of 3 AM, you might have been awake, sleepless, knowing that, if at all possible, this would be the day you left this incarnation.
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Gratitude
Heartbroken and Joyful at the Same Time
Instantly upon my beloved’s suicide, our home fell silent as an empty recording studio, a familiar sound-proof space in my career where even the roar of a hundred low-flying elephants can’t penetrate. The quiet I’m speaking of, however, was not so much in the home itself as it was in me. Some fraction of
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Seeking Water Balloons From Heaven
Everything is a gift. The degree to which we are awake to this truth is a measure of our gratefulness, and gratefulness is a measure of our aliveness. David Steindl-Rast The other morning when Dear went to the barn she found our horse Fletcher with his ass to the automatic waterer in his stall trying
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Soar Throat
The king of sore throats came to town that evening. By midnight, gargling an ocean of salt water had provided only modest relief.