Burning and cleansing. Those are the words that come to mind whenever I try making sense of what’s happening today. The situation has me revisiting the revolution the hippies started in the 60’s, wondering if this is the culmination of our efforts. I’m pulled to the music from those times, playing albums on my stereo, […]
My disappointment with Western Medicine grows ever wider. The day my mother fell ill, I had doctors calling me non-stop to get permission for one procedure after the other. They didn’t like that I was asking questions—I mean, how CRAZY to want informed consent!—but they answered my questions, because they had to. That was the […]
I’ve helped bring a lot of babies into this world, but I’ve never helped usher anyone out. Until my mother. She had a stroke on a Wednesday and was supposed to be fine. But then she wasn’t. My daughter convinced me that now wasn’t the time to brave-up and get on a plane, and using […]
“I hope you are doing OK, that’s about the best you can hope for. You are still trying to recover from Jane’s death and Robert…too much, too soon.” That note arrived by email not too long ago. I broke down upon reading it, because it was a relief to have someone put into words exactly […]
https://video.wixstatic.com/video/e8934b_6de4ce0a11a349ce9f60a7484eade6c1/360p/mp4/file.mp4 Warning: Very Strong Language Part two of a video of my 94 year old mom and me, on my most recent visit to see her. I post tonight because she’s hanging in the balance after a stroke today. But I want this out in the universe, because this is her, in all her glory. […]
This is an unusual post, as most of it was written by my husband, Funk. I don’t know why, but Funk thinks he found a prize in me. As often occurs, he recently went on and on about what a wonderful job I did, this time, during my mother’s passing. Since my husband sees me […]
I am officially an orphan. My mother transitioned at 7:10pm last night. I couldn’t keep my promise that she wouldn’t suffer, but I gave it everything I had, so what can you do. I can’t connect with the other side when I’m this upset, so I’m really hoping she’s having the time of her life, […]
My mom in 2015, just before her world collapsed with the unexpected deaths of my two siblings, her children. Heading out to Florida to be with her. Have to drive because I can’t get it up to fly this time. Fingers crossed that she either recovers from her stroke or goes as peacefully as possible. […]
https://video.wixstatic.com/video/e8934b_449a93e761054b769c900206c88fb842/360p/mp4/file.mp4 Warning: Language Oh the wonders of role reversal! My mom and me during my most recent visit to see her, just before she turned 94. It’s culled from a video text I sent to my friend Teense.
“I’m here to light people up.” Bob Weir of the Grateful Dead said that. And it’s true. His band has been lighting me up since 1973, with my first show at Watkins Glen. Their music transcends my being much the same as prayer does. Both connect me to the higher source. Comforts. Inspires. But unlike […]
