Doorknocking

Last summer, before Sarah died (B.S.D.), I was surfing the net catching up with various people in my life in my nosy way, and I Googled my law school ex-boyfriend. He was a dual JD/MD degree candidate and very serious about medical school, and I knew he ended up in the Midwest (at the most… Continue reading Doorknocking

Secret History

I know you’ve all probably been missing my TV recommendations and wondering what we’ve been watching. We did have to take a break from Gomorrah mid-Season 3 because while I had Covid I just couldn’t overcome my mental fog enough to focus on why Genny or Ciro were trying to kill each other in that… Continue reading Secret History

Peeps

I’m not the only writer in the family with a strong point of view and a good sense of humor. Sarah liked to write and her writing was characterized by dry whimsical touches that were very funny, along with revelations of what was going on in her head that floored me. She wrote a lot… Continue reading Peeps

Shoe Banana

Do people treat cold sores now with prescription medication or just ride them out with home remedies? I’m just asking for a friend. This is one lingering effect of Covid, which I’m mostly over, along with a pesky cough and a totally deranged sleep schedule. I was already going to bed at 8 or 8:30… Continue reading Shoe Banana

Clementine

Holidays can really hit differently after you lose a child. I usually think of Passover as the tale of the journey out of Egypt, and Moses receiving the Commandments, and of course evolving into a central figure in Judaism and gaining the movie idol status he now has. The holiday always struck me as upbeat… Continue reading Clementine

Dreamhouse

This morning on the BBC News an Australian kidnapper was sentenced to jail for abducting a little girl from a campsite and holding her hostage for some time before she was rescued from a locked bedroom in his house. I couldn’t help but briefly wonder if Sarah might not be found in this lair as… Continue reading Dreamhouse

Empty Nest

A long-term friend who I rarely see but am fond of may have mistexted me the other night, thinking she was reaching out to someone else. She wrote that her son was very upset with college rejection letters (it’s very tough for the kids these days from what I can see) and was lashing out… Continue reading Empty Nest

Eye Can Fly

Last night I dreamed that I was invited to the final IEP meeting for Angela, the daughter of the We Speak PODD family, that I spoke of who passed away yesterday. It was held in an airplane flying through the clouds. My being there made about as much sense as any IEP meeting. If you… Continue reading Eye Can Fly

We Speak PODD

I’m determined to test negative today for COVID so I can go out grocery shopping and get stuff together for Passover. Which really disgusts me because I actually can’t stand those “mind over matter” memes and tropes about illness and disability. For example, there has been a lot of garbage lately about Jeremy Renner’s snowplow… Continue reading We Speak PODD