When someone you love dies, one of the condolence wishes you hear from so many is, “may the memories console you” or words to that effect. Now that I have been dealing with the loss of my darling husband for 21 months, I can say with some certainty that those words are not a platitude….
Month: August 2015
Interlude — The Last
My co-writers have shamed me by continuing to post thought provoking and entertaining articles, while I on the other hand have been lollygaggin’. Anyone who has been reading this short story has been mistreated by me with the long absences between installments, and I beg forgiveness. This last piece has been long in coming, not…
Being Real
A few days ago I read a blog post, Are You a Writing Fangirl…Or a REAL Writer? 7 Ways to Know. It made me wonder, not only about being a REAL writer, but about being REAL. How often are we simply playing pretend? Not only as aspiring writers, but in life. Look at social media….
In Praise of a Summer Sunday
Today was one of those days that it’s just grand to be alive, ya know? Nothing special, just a beautiful, cloudless blue sky, a nice breeze and only 70 degrees…in August…in Boston. It was one of those days that feels like a gift sent from the universe to us and us alone for having lived…