Tag: grief

Valentine’s Day Was Always Mine

Today is Valentine’s Day. I’ve had a truly lovely day today. But then again, I always do. Valentine’s Day is my favorite holiday and has been for as long as I can remember. I’ve been in love with Valentine’s Day ever since grade school when my classmates and I were initiated into the ritual of… Read more »

Part Two: Bloom County

What was the Buddha laughing at anyway? There is nothing in this world more precious than a well-timed fart joke. Let me quickly tell you why lest I anger the deities of high comedy with my impudence. On July 13th of this year, in the midst of my husband’s final days, as he began the… Read more »

Part One: Steve Carell

Whom I met at the hospital during my husband’s last stay. Well, “met” is stretching it a little. I realize that when celebrities or public figures actually have to conduct the business of their lives, by you know, leaving the privacy of their homes and doing stuff, the interface becomes a little awkward. There isn’t… Read more »

Joy Is Not Earned

Grief has a thousand faces. Right now mine wears a pair of Groucho glasses. On August 8th, my husband and partner of twenty years died of stomach cancer. Our eldest son turned 13 three days before he died. Our youngest son was 11. Those are some of the facts. Everything else, is experience. Trying to describe… Read more »