I save the China my mother loved. Older women easily recognize the Johnstone rose pattern. I even save the dishes when they break. I remember when my mother got into redecorating our small dining room on Fabian Place in Newark. She never did anything like this before. She picked out a showy, striped shade...
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Posts Tagged ‘ grief ’
Foggy days of spring
Woke up to a great fog coming up the hill and crossing the boundary onto my property line. Some things know no borders and that’s a good thing. Wish peace and all good things were like that. Waxing sentimental. Would have should have put “sentimental” as a tag on this site and several posts....
tell it like it is
Tell your story, your fears, your concerns, your love, your joy – but tell it like is and listen to yourself. Let the people around you know that you’re happy again or that love has found you or that your loss, the loss of your friend has gripped you so and you don’t know...
Words can help
The thoughts and words of those that have written about grief and resilience can be a help. Sharing your story is a good first step. This site is about the transformation of our silent pain into a mosaic of shared realities. We keep weaving our stories with the threads we have. “Although words cannot...
Threads
“We must lose our mothers.” That’s what they say. The words of my mother’s friend Sarah are always returning to me, like a Greek chorus, like the Miami Beach blues. “We must lose our mothers.” If we must lose our mothers, do we also have to hear these words echo in our memories reminding...
the wild blues
The Wild Blues will be here soon. Based upon a performance piece called The Wild Blue, this site is the future home of the book The Wild Blue, the blues chamber, a place for words about grief and the rainbow chamber, a place for words about resilience. Since this site is meant to be...