What matters

Over the weekend, I had an opportunity to attend a gathering of acquintances I know for a small celebration. I told D. that I didn’t want to go, but I really wanted nothing else but to go and see people and see the presentation that was to be put on. You see, these “friends” are […]

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The Second Act

When I was in Charleston, I picked up a card that had a saying on there that means so much to me and gives me hope. It is a quote by Mary Anne Radmacher and it reads, “Just because you bought the ticket doesn’t mean you have to stay for the second act.” I love […]

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The benefit of the doubt

It’s been a rough twenty-four hours. I see my T. three times a week, and the days I don’t go in I don’t know what to do with myself. D. took the day off work yesterday to keep me company. The lonliness feels so pathological and morbid that I can’t take it. A deep hole […]

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Back in the saddle, again.

I forget without peeking exactly how long it’s been since I lasted posted. I was hoping to post while on holiday in Charleston but that didn’t happen. Charleston. They were the best of times. They were the worst of times. (C. Dickens for you.) It’s hard to remember chunks of hours out ot the days. […]

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Waking up to the dark

I don’t know what to write; I just feel I need to write something. There’s not much in here to inspire; just an account of where we’ve been physically and emotionally. I have no advice to give today, nor a response from a mediation I read. It’s just me, we, the bare bones of us. […]

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