I have a date with TEDx. Nov. 8 at the Corning Museum of Glass in Corning, NY. Our meetup was arranged by TEDx Chemung River. TED (Technology, Education, and Design) is a global nonprofit committed to the power of shared ideas,
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“Friendship is born at that moment when one person says to another: What! You too? I thought I was the only one.” ~C.S. Lewis When I read A Grief Observed a few months after my husband Vic’s
Read more →Jean Raffa, an author I admire, invited me to join a blog tour highlighting authors who write about spirituality and intuitive understanding. I encourage you to visit Jean’s blog and website where she writes about Jungian psychology,
Read more →Last week, my community turned out for Martha’s memorial service. It was a celebration, what I imagine a New Orleans’ funeral might be. Martha was one of seven kids and many of her siblings, nieces, and nephews
Read more →I wait for Vic to call. I saw him exhale without inhaling again. I washed his body, shrouded it, and zipped him into a body bag. Still I wait. “May I speak to Vic,” a voice says
Read more →As soon as you begin to ask the question, Who loves me? You are completely screwed, Because the next question is How Much?… ~Tony Hoagland, “The Loneliest Job in the World” And after that, Does he love
Read more →“Do something you used to love, even if you don’t care about it right now,” my son David advised the spring after his dad died. “Then something you always loved will be waiting for you.” Gardening has
Read more →“Write a list of questions,” Ellen instructed. “Anything that comes to mind. Just let your pen flow across the page.” I sat around Ellen’s cozy table with a small group of students and began. “Will I ever
Read more →On Sunday afternoon, I went to the Saltonstall Foundation for the Arts to hear Tish Pearlman, the Poet Laureate of Tompkins County, read her work. Tish interviewed me for her award winning radio show Out of Bounds
Read more →It was easy to feel gratitude for our close marriage when my husband Vic was alive. Whether we were in a chemotherapy treatment room, in the stem cell transplant unit, or struggling with illness at home, we
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