I really haven’t had a lot of time lately to feed my TV addiction. Between Dad’s visit and the fact that I’m working on a major piece of writing for work, I’ve barely squeezed in an episode or two of The Americans. In one scene I did watch last night, Gabriel, the “handler” of the… Continue reading Touching Base
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Life Span
I realized this morning that we are right on the cusp of my first Mother’s Day since Sarah died. Part of me thinks it will be a sad day but part of me is Zen about it. We never participated in the Mother’s Day Brunch industrial complex due to our family’s eating habits and Sarah’s… Continue reading Life Span
Hearts
My dad has returned to NYC for now, but will be moving to the area to an independent living facility about 20 minutes from here sometime late this summer. I’m pleased that he will be close by and that he made this decision. But it’s hard not to feel guilty about the prospect of a… Continue reading Hearts
Trailhead
The park where I often walk Polly the Beagle (and where Sarah’s planned memorial bench will go) has a very large open area of playing fields and swing sets and a nice big path that takes you all the way around the park through pines and other trees. There’s also a more wooded area of… Continue reading Trailhead
Live Children
The worst times for me seem to be when I lie down to fall asleep and when I wake up between sleep cycles in the middle of the night. I just start thinking about Sarah and I start crying. I’m not even really sure what I’m thinking about. I’m so afraid that Sarah is becoming… Continue reading Live Children
Backwards Day
My parents sent my brother and me to a summer day camp for several years during the 1970’s that stood out to me as more and more unusual in my memories while I was raising Sarah. Camp Elbanobscot was run by liberal Jews like my parents, and it was religiously and racially integrated, but evenmore… Continue reading Backwards Day
I-Village
Yesterday turned into a beast of a day. I was emotional after doing my writing, and stirred up by its angry undertone and my recounting of the “ableist” responses to Sarah’s death. Anger is a hard emotion for me to wrestle with. Then later on yesterday I found a big cache of old photos and… Continue reading I-Village
Comfort Inn
When Sarah was six years old and younger, our area experienced regular power outages during storms, especially winter snowstorms. Washington D.C. isn’t exactly known for its rugged response to the weather. The government and the schools here have traditionally closed at the drop of a hat, sometimes even pre-emptively closing or announcing a delayed start… Continue reading Comfort Inn
SUDEP
Cure SPG4 has added Sarah to their website with an “In Memory of” overlay, and with some words we wrote about her. If you make it over to the Foundation’s webpage, scroll down to the bottom to the “We Are SPG4” section and swipe through the kid’s little bios. Sarah is kid number 4, all… Continue reading SUDEP
Memorials
Unfortunately we are limited to 32 total characters by the Parks Foundation for the plaque for Sarah’s memorial park bench, so my planned enscription that she will be remembered in winter, spring, summer, and fall, however poetic, has to be shelved and abbreviated. I can’t even squeeze in one season after her full name and… Continue reading Memorials
The First Year Without Sarah 