As we did our yoga class to Michael Jackson, we were supposed to be keeping our path in full surround sound view. What I could think about is my mother and how in stubbornly clinging to an image of how I want things to be, I’m missing out on what is. A lot of times when I am fed up with her, I console myself for not going over there by saying that she never…
In the coming months we have a lot of travel ahead of us. There is Portugal and then Nantucket for me and Boston for T and then California and somewhere peppered in between might be a visit to meet a birthmother and then business travel. From this vantage point it is all in the future and we sit quietly in our house and crawl in our bed at night and know we will wake to…
I spoke with mom today and she said she had been in bed all day because she did not feel well and she didn’t know why. I said well I guess we do know why. But it’s up to you to decide if you want to do something radical like go into detox and get on a road to feeling better or if you are okay with where you are now. By the way, I…
This morning we woke to a still and glassy bayou and a plastic water bottle filled with exotic yellow flowers. Each branch held a cluster of closed buds with a gauzy skin that covered them and when they opened each yellow flower unfurled in a curly small happy face. Yellow flowers indicate many things – modesty, new beginnings – and yet they also mean here, mystery. Who left the yellow flowers on the porch, with…
A new study out says that New Orleans gained some new citizens in the past year, but we are still woefully smaller than we were nearly four years ago when Katrina blew holes in the Corp of Engineer’s faulty levee structure. Where are we today? It’s anyone’s guess – I have heard reports that our levee system is back where it was before the storm – is that good? Obviously not. But to get us…