We made our way to Mobile Bay and you could feel the surrounds getting more beachlike as we approached the ferry on Dauphin Island – pelicans, seagulls, and dolphins came out to welcome us to Ft. Morgan’s beach. There was an instant feeling of relief as the ferry reached the other side of the bay where the old fort controls the tip. There is something so laid back and deserted about Ft. Morgan. Dogs run…
The first adoption we tried didn’t go through and so we went to Portugal. The second adoption appears to be headed in the same direction – nowhere – and so we’re headed to the beach. I’m not even thinking of the third – I’m thinking we are going to start clearing space in our lives for tangible opportunities like Turkish lessons and nurturing our friendships that have been sorely neglected.
I went to the hospital with all of my mother’s living siblings and their spouses – it was a Thanksgiving gathering like in days of old. What was missing was the delicious desserts and coffee and my grandmother’s front porch swing. The young woman who had been praying for a miracle the day before entered the room and suddenly her countenance changed dramatically and she looked as if she had seen a ghost. She walked…
Over the past days, weeks, months, however long it has been my ability to navigate has been clouded by many factors outside of my control. The situation with my mother has been obfuscated by well meaning people who have not nearly had a handle on the situation that I understood intuitively from the get go. At the same time, there has been the adoption situation that I freely gave myself over to without skepticism once…
November 25, 2009 Taurus (4/20-5/20) You need a respite from the break-neck pace of your life. Seek some downtime — you may even find yourself lost deep in thought. What you’re mulling over now may be puzzling, but the process is definitely productive. Take some free-form notes about what’s going through your head so you can refer to them later when you’re back in full operation.
I told E that I’m entering a zone where I feel like I’ve got nothing to lose and you know what, it feels pretty good.
Today as the assistant and I were washing mom, the girl told mom, “You know what I’m thinking while I wash your back? I’m thinking that I’d like to see a miracle in my day. I’d like to see you get up out of this bed. That’s the prayer I’m saying while I wash your back.” I find this incomprehensible, this talk about miracles. And I’ve seen miracles. I’ve seen my niece born one pound…
On the way to the park this morning, someone left their roller suitcase bag by the curb and obviously had ducked back in their house to get something. Loca put the skids on and then got down on all fours and crawled in a wide arc around it.
I was walking to my truck from NOAC this evening after forcing myself to go to step class. Forcing, I might add again. I parked on Basin Street. I was thinking that people who live in the suburbs would never go to a gym like NOAC, which is on the edge of the French Quarter. They most certainly wouldn’t walk to their truck parked on Basin Street. Because they’d be afraid. What they would miss…
I took the photograph of the family we met in South Carolina and set it on fire this morning. While I was watching it burn on the front brick path of the LaLa, a bird pooped on my shoulder. Now here is a couple of things I know: 1) Burning photographs or even effigies of people who have maligned me makes me happy. Take my ex whatever he was who used his child to seduce…