When, when will I begin to write each day and at least capture one interaction that sets the day alight with discovery.
Just back from some work at the home on Pickwick. The carpet is up in my room, the library and it's sectioned, rolled, and tied into sections by the garbage/recycling/organics cans out the back door.(Words added on Lindsay's 28th birthday, 5/30/2018, a recollection) ... The floor is clear, the hospital bed removed and life moving forward. The pulsing of the oxygenator, gone, and the quiet resolve of my mother, secure in her world of pain and enclosure, a room without a view and now there is silence and the world moves on.
Wednesday, July 26, 2017
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22 December 2016, Thursday ... Reemergence: trying to find a mission with small steps, working toward meaning, away from despair
22 December 2016 ... a mostly sunny Thursday morning as OnPoint starts on the iPhone radio NPR app for WBUR in Boston:
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