I’ve got this quarantine and social distancing thing down. During the course of half a century, I have developed the abiity to adapt to major life disruption. How do I maintain a positive outlook in the face of tragedy with dignity? Visit http://www.worldtradewidow.com to read my response to the current pandemic.
October 3rd, 2001, begins with no fewer challenges than the three Wednesdays that preceed it. After I shower, dress and sit at the Gateway on my roll-top desk, I type a letter to a few political figures. In three tidy paragraphs, I describe our story and express my concerns for how our family, and the hundreds of families in the surrounding communities, will move through the tragedy of 9/11…
I lay my fear to rest in 2019. Fear of the future. Fear of choice. Fear of my tongue. Fear of time. Fear of judgement. Fear of security. Fear of not doing enough, having enough, being enough. My hyper-vigilant companion of eighteen years, an aroused emotion that poured into the dark void that once contained […]
In the gather, the organizing, the binding, I am knowing you, again. As the rings are thread through the die-cut hollow along the margins of each page, your story is bound with mine. Read more at http://www.worldtradewidow.com
Back in the early eighties, when my late husband Dave and I were dating, I was away at college in upstate NY, where we met, and he was living with his parents two hundred miles away, having already graduated. We met at SUNY Cortland in the first weeks of my freshman year, when Dave was […]
The grey, frigid February days that framed the preparation and mailing of divorce documents and a week of the flu, had shrouded me in despair. Yes, on the eleventh, I signed the final order and following two stressful hours of navigating DMV legalities, I finally drove to the post office and mailed the documents Certified […]
First super cold day of the imminent winter at 29 degrees. I’ve been feeling creative bursts every day on and off, however never seem to get myself to the page. Then it flows out of other creative projects like updating house hardware, nest cleaning and redesign and leaf blowing patterns. I’m reaching here. I am […]
From the last day of our final, annual vacation together on the fourth Saturday of August, to our final embrace on the second Tuesday of September, I journey through a dark tunnel of lasts. I feel the reality of my decree begin to crack open under my feet, as if a real, physical fissure has […]