The Filter and the Path
You cannot live through this and see the world the same way. You have a “bereaved parent” filter now, and it’s hard to believe it will ever be lifted from what’s in front of you. That new viewpoint is part … Continue reading
Month: July 2012
No Reservations in Hell
A stranger’s leftovers, Nice, 2007. My husband and I keep meaning to go out to dinner. I’m not sure what it would prove. That we’re still normal people who didn’t just change in every way? That we can still … Continue reading
HELP (as Noun and Exclamation)
I’ve written to you about Lorenzo, our son who was only safe inside of me because there his lungs didn’t need to function on their own and his two-chambered heart could suffice. His little body received all the oxygen it … Continue reading
In This Present, HOPE
For the five years leading up to May 28, I have been trying hard to focus on “the moment” as a path to happiness. I have a book of Buddhist sayings that my mom gave me and copies have spread … Continue reading
What I Know Now
So, here I am in the grief. Last time, I mentioned I was changed. It was one of the first resulting conditions I could formulate in my mind, let alone articulate in conversation or on the page. “I. Am. Changed.” I … Continue reading