Even So… #15

Day ? of the pandemic. My Best Beloved always refills the coffee maker with water after he’s made his own morning brew, a little thing but it reminds me of how very kind he is, even so. I have rediscovered the delight of avocado toast sprinkled with Egyptian dukkah (that fragrant mixture of herbs and…

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Even So…#14

Day ? of the pandemic. I lived in Nova Scotia many years ago, not far from where the recent massacre happened. I know how wonderful the people of the Maritimes are, and I take solace from that. I know they’ll take care of each other in this awful time, as we all should. I read…

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Even so…#13

Mr. Chatterbox

Day ? of the pandemic. Who else has had pain today? Who has not? Tell me, although, like my beloveds in Nova Scotia, it seems impossible in the aftermath of such violence to be able to speak, tell me, even so. Who continues to love, in spite of everything? What more crucial, what more healing…

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Even So …. #12

Day ? of the pandemic. I finished a wonderful book this morning. THE OLD WOMAN AND THE RIVER, by Ismail Fahd Ismali, a brilliant Kuwaiti writer, immensely respected in the Arab world. I’ll share the back of the book quote with you, and if you read it you’ll see why: “As the war between Iran…

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Even So…#11

Day ? of the pandemic. A day of reality checks. The purpose of these blog posts has been to remind my own fragile self, and perhaps a few others, that there is beauty, grace, and comfort to be found in the (sometimes silly) things of daily life, in spite of everything. I’m going to keep…

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Even So ..#10

Day ? of the pandemic. A friend I haven’t seen in 35 years reached out to me from an island off the coast of British Columbia. So much to celebrate about her wonderful life, in spite of everything. A friend’s daughter who has suffered a terrifying health crisis was embraced by a circle of caring…

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Even So … #9

Day ? of the pandemic. The fish in the pond are grateful for fresh, clean water, even so. My puppers was delighted to hang out with the wonderful guys from Allquatics who came to clean our wee pond, in spite of everything. I woke up in the middle of the night, which meant I got…

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Even So…#8

Day ? of the pandemic. The storms roll in, tornado warnings and flooding, devastation for so many in the south, although you’d think plagues would be enough, and everyone pitches in to help, even so. And when the storms rolled out, the sun returned, the grass was crystal-speckled and the air smelled of grass and…

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Even So …#7

Day ? of the plague. It’s Easter, even so. The Child of Light returns, in spite of everything. At the end of my street, a lone woman rings a big brass bell at the end of her driveway, to mark the moment, not forgetting, even so. The symbol of the promise that we will die…

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Even So . . . #6

Day ? of the plague. In spite of everything, hearing Randy Rainbow sing Tom Waits’¬†Martha on “Better Things” makes me sob and nearly burst with love. My elderly neighbor makes signs of encouragement and hope, even so. In spite of everything, a bowl of really delicious chicken soup is pure comfort. News comes of more…

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