Dear Readers, What am I going to do about this time? Beau died four weeks ago today, a Monday at 6:30 a.m. As if Monday mornings weren’t tough in general, I now wake up and feel sick. This morning, I forgot for a few minutes, yet I still felt awful. My body knew even when…
Category: Alzheimer’s
The Definition of a Southern Gentleman
A gentleman is one who puts more into the world than he takes out. —George Bernard Shaw Dear Genteel Readers, Since my father’s death (a phrase I still find staggering), I have received wonderful kind cards from people I don’t even know. Many, many of them say the same thing: Your father was a true…
The Story Board from Sky Meadow
There is so much limbo represented in the five pictures of the bardo I was in for the last two days at Sky Meadow. The mournful empty swing; the hopeful tree with a surprised face. The meditative Buddha by the pond; an alpaca actively chewing alfalfa. A suspension bridge—in a constant state of flux all…
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