At Least They're Committed

The door is slightly ajar. I don’t knock, I quietly squeeze past so as not to be noticed. It’s black and white, everything is various shades and depths of black and white and gray. I look first at myself, then at the tight cropped carpeting, the stairs directly across from the entry way, the dismal Read more

Oh, all right. I must admit I AM very much a social creature. I was delighted when Colleague not only stopped by tonight to graciously bring us dinner and some very kind get-well cards, but actually stayed and ate and drank beer and we chatted and laughed and it was nice for D, too, because Read more

It is not uncommon for me to find myself staring at an entry on my daily to-do list wondering what the heck my Neanderthal scrawlings were intended to say. This morning as I squint (as if that will help) at what appears to be “Piss on FB, Fuck” thinking I might have overdone it on Read more

I awaken from a dream with cars and lifts and a born-again, rounded Rocky housed at the top of a tall, spindly building that tips dramatically as the wind blows and makes me wonder if it will snap off the spire at any moment and plummet us all to the earth. “Bother with reality!” I Read more

You are changed, you know? You’re never quite the same. I’ve had three major surgeries and there’s always something different about the me who comes back. I’m not sure of the extent of the altered me yet, but it struck me today that there’s a shift and it’s only now starting to manifest itself in Read more

You have family and you have friends, it’s that cut and dry, right? Nah. I’ve come to realize that family has as much to do with bonds as blood. I have a beautiful family in blood — my sons check on me constantly to make sure I’m comfortable and safe as I heal, D is Read more