For as long as she was a person who could communicate readily with me, Harriet made it known that the world is wide and invites exploration. She was always such a cultured human. She explored the world in so many ways. Not just her vast domestic and global travel, but also in the way that… Continue reading Ode to My Gram- Day #4
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Ode to My Gram- Day #3.
Harriet’s seasoning was epic. The stuff of legend. Her second significant other in life, Burt, used to joke around that nothing caused him greater stress than Harriet’s great love of seasoning. He liked things blander. Quieter. Less flavorful. Everything at the opposite end of the spectrum from where Gram lived. I was at the dinner… Continue reading Ode to My Gram- Day #3.
Ode to Gram- Day #2
This next one has been tough for me for most of my life. Not because I didn’t agree with Gram in her ‘relentless pursuit of relationships’ but because I did and this paradigm has often caused me pain. To be fair, it caused her pain too. She was often disappointed by people or hurt by… Continue reading Ode to Gram- Day #2
Ode to My Gram- Day #1
My grandmother, Harriet Heller, is slipping away from me. She has been for some time now. This is difficult for me for all the reasons that it is for others and then, also, for so many other reasons. I’ve been somewhat manic in my desire to pull out old photographs and letters. To remember what… Continue reading Ode to My Gram- Day #1
What’s Next…
Hello there. Welcome to this rainy Friday. Well, it’s rainy here in New York anyway. As promised today is the ‘what’s next’ portion of this adventure. On one hand, that exploration feels silly because it’s pretty fucking evident that we have no idea what life is going to throw at us. I mean, we never… Continue reading What’s Next…
Decade #4
Eddie Murphy was once quoted as saying that he spent his thirties “fixing everything [he] broke in his twenties.” I love that because my experience wasn’t or isn’t so different. Don’t get me wrong. I fixed things so that I could fuck other stuff up. But maybe that’s the way all of this works. We… Continue reading Decade #4
Decade #3.
The roaring 20s. Well, mine anyway. My twenties were a mish mosh of all the things one’s twenties should be (and maybe shouldn’t be). I remember reading this quote one time (feel free to let me know who said this so I can credit them) about the biggest mistake you can make in your twenties… Continue reading Decade #3.
Decade #2.
Welcome back. I know that you are just dying to jump right into the next decade. Right? I was too. Because I was ten. Do you remember being ten? It’s a little while ago for me but I remember a few things pretty distinctly and my raging desire to catapult into teenage years was one… Continue reading Decade #2.
Decade #1
October is my birth month. Like anyone else who celebrated a birthday in 2020 (outside of um, January, early February), I can’t say I’m super stoked about it. There are a couple of reasons why I feel so meh, but the general state of the world is certainly contributing to my overall gloomy outlook. I… Continue reading Decade #1
Days 195-197.
Well, we made it. End to another week. Wahoo, amiright? Also, scary as fuck because this week flew by. On one hand, I have no desire to drag out my weeks during this weird and off-putting time. On the other hand, I do not desire the speeding up of the passage of time. Ah, conflict.… Continue reading Days 195-197.
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