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Starting my second partial work week back from being off for almost two months and I can definitively now say that work is not a distraction. It is merely a place where I try to suspend the reality of the … Continue reading →

Born in September 16, 1921, but not exactly. We celebrated Grandma’s birthday on this day, but in reality a busy harvesting season had kept her Dad (Great Grandpa) registering in August. My Grandma (Vera Bonderoff) is on the right, my … Continue reading →

My beloved rescue bunny Skye has been unwell for three excruciating days. As is often the case with “exotic” animals, her diagnosis was never 100% definitive, but in all likelihood she had a gastrointestinal obstruction as well as a possible … Continue reading →

Passed by a lifeless squirrel on the road right near Mom and Dad’s a short time ago. My throat caught and tightened. A few minutes later, putting out feed, Dad’s little friend did not come. I didn’t think there was … Continue reading →

This is a hard post. As my brother Scott alluded to in his Eulogy at Dad’s Celebration of Life, Post-It Notes were an endearing part of home life and how Dad kept track of the myriad thoughts within his brilliant … Continue reading →

I must write soon about how much Dad loved coming over for “deck time” and enjoying Italian coffee outside on the weekends. This picture from last year exemplifies how he was all in his glory during those visits, taking in … Continue reading →

An impossibly tough day. GI obstruction for our little one, hopefully headed off by early intervention. While waiting to pick her up when hopefully discharged, we visited Dad at the cemetery. A cold wind blew through the trees. We added … Continue reading →

Woke up to my therapy bunny, one of two that are the only source of glimmers of joy for me these days, deeply unwell this morning. I have been thinking each time facing a hurdle this year I just need … Continue reading →

(John Martin, The Deluge, 1834) All this timeThe river flowedEndlessly like a silent tear– Sting, Soul Cages In previous posts I have alluded to the Shakespearean-like way in which my father left his corporeal form. The natural world surrounding our family … Continue reading →

Fall is settling in with cool temperatures, a mournful wind through the leaves, grey skies, and scattered showers. There is much tumult in the air, along with haunting past memories, sorrow and painful feelings of loss incoming today from all … Continue reading →