My grandmother is dying. Normally, something so personal to my family would not come up in my public writing but I feel the need to write about it today. This afternoon, I sat by my grandmother’s chair holding her hand. I didn’t understand a word she said midst her groans and I don’t even know […]
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I reacted without even thinking – jumping up and down, squealing with delight, amazed someone had gone out of their way to do something that generous for me, that they had really heard me and did something about it. It all started two days before at a dinner party where several friends and I were
Tonight on NPR, there was a show on people being isolated. I loved a quote from it, “When hearts don’t have a place to break, they become harder.” The man’s words brought to my mind a scene that happened last Tuesday at Playback. Dena had told a story about some of her kids not being
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