Back in October, when glass ceilings seemed shatter-able and not steeled, I was a judge for a Halloween costume contest. There was the expected assortment of ghouls and zombies, mummies and small, adorable witches in black, pointed hats. What was lacking were multitudes of frilly princesses in confectionary gowns all a-sparkle. I admit, I was…
Tag: death
Both Sides Now
Yesterday, as competitors in the Ironman Challenge raced past our apartment, pushing their bodies to the limit of endurance, I was slowly cycling toward an afternoon meant to celebrate the life of a woman who endured in a different way, who pushed her body to a different limit. I knew about her long before we met. When she…
An Otherwise Ordinary Day
My father died in the early hours of an otherwise ordinary, August day. As his body lay still, no longer hostage to late summer stickiness or mosquito whine, I was three states and a thousand thoughts and moments away. As the last thread binding him to me, to us, to this place and time finally…
Til Death Do Us Part
Here’s the thing about death. All those quirks and faults and niggling little things about a person that make you want to throw up your hands in exasperation, all those hulking things that make you want to sob until you are salt emptied, all the things in between, the things that add up to life,…
Wine and Cheese (Doodles) 