Category: Random
Me talkin to myself
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Losing a loved one opens up space and closes space too. For me there has been a lot of tidying. A drawer here, a closet there. And shoved into the back of a drawer, I came across a folded paper. No surprise there. It was a sweet gift from past me to future me, a…
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In early May, I came upon a poem that had a sweet spirit in it, an every-day-ness that also was a kind of blessing. I got permission from the poet to share it here, but things happened and in the mess of all the things, this poem slipped away from me. It came back this…
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My lovely mother Irene died almost three weeks ago. I’ve written about her many times. At 99, she was still lively, playing the piano, discussing politics, enjoying poetry. Her mental sharpness belied her frailty. I had the deep privilege of being with her for the two weeks before she passed. I had no prior experience…
Susan Palmer's Exquisite Now 