From An Interrupted Life: The Diaries of Etty Hillesum: ...And finally: ought we not, from time to time, open ourselves up to cosmic sadness? One day I shall surely be able to say to Ilse Blumenthal, 'Yes, life is beautiful, and I value it anew at the end of every day, even though I know… Continue reading Thoughts from Etty Hillesum
You know how some people have a destination wedding? Well, I'm having a destination funeral. Oh, it's not for me, it's for my dad. He's going to be buried in Arlington National Cemetery. I looked at the Shutterfly site to find a suitable funeral announcement, but there were none there. I thought about adapting a… Continue reading Destination: Funeral
Jessica Ghawi, who wrote under the name Jessica Redfield, was a victim of the shooting in Aurora, CO on July 20. She survived an earlier shooting incident at the Eaton Center in Toronto in early June. Her blog post about that event is above.
I can’t get this odd feeling out of my chest. This empty, almost sickening feeling won’t go away. I noticed this feeling when I was in the Eaton Center in Toronto just seconds before someone opened fire in the food court. An odd feeling which led me to go outside and unknowingly out of harm‘s way. It’s hard for me to wrap my mind around how a weird feeling saved me from being in the middle of a deadly shooting.
What started off as a trip to the mall to get sushi and shop, ended up as a day that has forever changed my life. I was on a mission to eat sushi that day, and when I’m on a mission, nothing will deter me. When I arrived at the Eaton Center mall, I walked down to the food court and spotted a sushi restaurant. Instead of walking in, sitting…
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I have known for a long time that the previous owner of my house was also the owner of Lincoln Avenue Nursery. I stopped at the nursery once years ago on a rainy day, but I didn't stay to look around. Since then, I have driven up Lincoln Avenue about a zillion times thinking to… Continue reading Lincoln Avenue Nursery
First I found his collar in the backyard - "Lil' Rex" and a phone number. I returned the collar and met his owner who mentioned that all three of his cats, Lil' Rex, Big Tex, and Spanky, spent the majority of their time in our yard (which he dubbed "Shangri-la...for Cats." The Scout started feeding… Continue reading Lil’ Rex
I am cleaning out The Drawer That Never Gets Cleaned Out. Some things I've found: --My ex-husband's address book from the early 80's (and mine too) --A certificate of congratulations from the Young American Bowling Alliance recognizing my then-7-year-old son on his high game (80) and high series (200) (November 11, 1991) --At least twelve… Continue reading The Drawer
Thanks to everyone for the kind wishes. I'm having a good day, and yes, I will be celebrating all week. Waking up to the sound of rain was delish. Me: Can you believe how old I am? My Mom: No, honey, I can't. FB is helping to make this a fun birthday, even though the… Continue reading Burfday Grrl