My bereavement shrink reminds me of Bette Davis. I half expect her to crazy dance and sing “I’ve Written a Letter to Daddy.” She hasn’t signed my a clean bill of health yet, but when that day happens will it …
Skylar and Adrianna On Saturday my God-daughter Katharine married Pete – they looked so happy they actually sparkled! Skylar was one of the two flower girls. Just nine months ago she was the flower girl for Katharine’s sister Kristi…We’re thinking …
I just finished reading a really good book that was praised by people far more distinguished than I. (this includes the entire Tri-state area) Eve Ensler, the author of The Vagina Monologues called Florence Falk’s On My Own: The Art …
Today is two years and four months since Jimmy died. When someone asks me how long it’s been do I say “A little over two years” “Almost two and a half years” or “Two years and four months?” And, what …
“I crack my knuckles.” That’s what I tell people when they ask me what I do for exercise. If they press me, I elaborate, “Not just my fingers, I crack almost every bone in my body every few hours.” They …
Here I am back to blogging. Where have I been for two months? Is my sense of direction so bad that I can’t locate my computer? I find it to e-mail friends. I play three card poker and video poker …
Finally, it stopped raining…Experts told us it would stop one day. They just didn’t tell us which day. In keeping with my new love of the outdoors a crazy thought popped into my head. No, I am not planning a …
I’m not trying to sneak a recycled post by you. I’m not that lazy. Well, maybe I am, but I dug this one up from last July because with all this rain every day even anti-sun me is eager for …
Today I did a radio interview with Dr. Jane Greer on www.healthylife.net. It was an hour (less commercials) of talking about myself and my “circumstances.” I know Jane for many years and she’s a real pro and easy to talk …
This past Sunday, April 13th, marked the second year since Jimmy died. As the day approached I tumbled back again experiencing the weeks leading up to his death. I replayed that terrible time frame by frame. Gene, my bereavement shrink …