The Guest House

This human being is a guest house. Every morning a new arrival. A joy, a depression, a meanness, some momentary awareness comes as an unexpected visitor. Welcome and entertain then all! Even is they’re a crowd of sorrows, who violently sweep your house empty of...

Is Alzheimers a Meditative State?

Today I paid a visit to my mother, who has been living with Alzheimers for twelve years. It takes me three hours to drive to her nursing home. I try not to go with expectations, but that’s hard, since the drive itself is a commitment (kind of like sitting down...

The Dog Ate My Writing Mojo

Why haven’t I been blogging here? I’ve been taking care of our puppy. And one puppy can make a late-in-life mother very tired. But I vow to blog more in the new...

Puppy Power

It’s amazing what one little puppy can do. Months ago we’d arranged to adopt a puppy sired by our cousins’s wonderful dog Koji. We had no idea just how much we’d need this soothing, sweet golden retriever we named Charlotte aka Charlie. She is...

Oh Happy Day

Today is our son Jack’s birthday. 22 years ago, he came into the world when I was still missing my father, two years after his death. “You’re the boy who made me happy,” I often tell Jack. So after a period of mourning for my father-in-law I am...

Epitaph

My father-in-law died last Saturday at the age of 91. Thank you to the hundreds of people who came forward this week to extend their sympathies and share their love and memories with me and my family. At the end of a long week, this Merrit Malloy poem, which I first...