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  • Bewildered

    I can’t get his head to stop spinning nor his eyes to stop rolling. Not yet. I can slow them down occasionally by putting my hands on either side of his face pressing my palms hard on his temples and staring right into his panicked green eyes. “The funeral is…

  • ‘Devil with the blue dress, blue dress, blue dress. . . ‘

    OK, got back from partying with my best friends, Caitlin and Jeff, and my 17-year-old has this oldies CD on with my brother Dan’s all time favorite song on it! “Lord have meeerrsaaay!” totally rocking out, but then he has a date and takes it away. So sad. Guess I’ll…

  • Sweet

    Angelo reads my blog! Or at least he tries to! Teehee. He asked me today if I knew it was confusing. That is so, so sweet! OK, I’ll try to keep the reader in mind (didn’t know there were any) and write with a LITTLE more sense and continuity . . .…

  • Don’t forget . . .

    The two sweet faces looking for me at the airport while Joan battled the parking police at the airport. Rob stopping by. Sitting with Aunt Joan talking about ghosts . . . Dinner at Applebees with David and Judy and learning how to decorate cakes Lunch at Applebees with Aunt…

  • Day II

    Wearing my tight red shirt and bright red “it-won’t-come-off-on-him” lipstick, waiting for Aunt Joanie to get home so I can maybe take her to lunch before she drops me at my cousin Laura’s and Laura and I go shopping and then to dinner and then who knows, maybe man taunting.…

  • Descent

    There’s a halo around the shadow of the plane right before it plunges through the clouds: the red and gold ring an ethereal contrast to white cotton pillars and the gray silhouette of the jet. The blue sky above gives way to a curtain of mist that opens to Chicago: a quilt of yellow, brown, gold, green,…

  • Walk

    It’s little late in the season to be dodging inchworms on the sidewalk, but I understand. It’s 76 degrees in mid October and I’m striding along the mile-plus stretch on 136th Avenue wondering to myself why anyone would want to be anywhere else, even inchworms. “She shuts up the ashtray, I say…

  • Bus

    She was already seated as I plopped down in the aisle-facing bench on the RTD. I didn’t notice her until the bus started rolling and I whipped out my compress to finish my make up. One can never quite get it just right at home! Regardless, there she was on the…

  • OMG!!!

    True to his (its) word, there was the answer; an amazing epiphany. My boss saw I was hurting. She asked, I told her what freakish, ridiculous behavior I’d succumbed to as of late and she shook her head and sat. What she said literally took my breath away. “Like me, your personality…

  • GDA

    Whoa! Man! That didn’t take long! “What’re you doing?” he’s glaring at me from across the computer, but the corners of his eyes turn downward in concern. “You know, even the most lowly play a role here. Don’t be so quick to assume you’re not playing yours.” “I want to die.”…