Showing posts with label death. Show all posts
Showing posts with label death. Show all posts
Sunday, October 20, 2019

Not in My Wildest Dreams

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Late middle age has crept up on me, and I can still honestly say it is the most terrifying nightmare I've ever had. In it, I am at a wak...
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Sunday, October 21, 2018

Peg Entwistle and the HOLLYWOODLAND Sign

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I am afraid I am a coward. I am sorry for everything. If I had done this a long time ago, it would have saved a lot of pain. ~ P.E. Poor P.E...
Sunday, August 5, 2018

Starstruck Marta and the Torch Song

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Their names were Marta and Joe. They were born in Poland before 1920 and met in the U.S. while still very young. According to Marta, they’d...
Sunday, May 27, 2018

Lasts

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When my Aunt Izzy was very old, she and my Uncle Mel had to replace their refrigerator. They were people of deep religious faith, and in Aun...
Sunday, March 11, 2018

Bridge Years

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The day that would have been my mother's 93rd birthday passed in January. The second anniversary of her death fell in February. She is s...
Saturday, October 28, 2017

Stand Still, Bright Eyes

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The docent met my daughter, my friend, and me at the back door where a sign instructed visitors to ring the bell. She showed us through the ...
Saturday, December 24, 2016

Swimming Toward the Christmas Lights

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I'm writing this on Christmas Eve at the end of one of the most challenging years I can remember.  My mother passed away in February, a...
Sunday, November 20, 2016

Aging into Beauty

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My son, Jon and I were at a mall food court eating sushi one day. A man at the next table, a roughened, Sam Elliott type, said to Jon, ...
Sunday, October 2, 2016

Never Depend on a Goose

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One of the saddest things I can think of is an animal lying dead by the road. However, an animal which is  probably  dead, lying in the...
Saturday, July 23, 2016

As I Lay Ploozing

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A friend of mine once suggested that his elderly, demanding father was refusing to die just so he could be a burden to his kids.  Image: ...
Thursday, February 18, 2016

Heart Murmur

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When my mother was 91, sick, weak, and giving up her life, I wanted to tell the healthcare workers the things I knew that they did not.   ...
Sunday, December 6, 2015

Someday My Prince Will Come To - Or Not

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When my daughter, Syd's beloved guinea pig died, we allowed for a proper time of mourning (three days). Then we brought home a baby Neth...