Here they are again.
I don’t know about you, but for me, the time between Thanksgiving and New Year’s is fraught. It arrives with not only our aspirations for joy and celebration, but also multiple layers of stress, memory, hope, and grief--to say nothing of the work of decorating, tree trimming, present buying, candle lighting, card writing and sending, shopping and feast preparations.
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This week one of my oldest and dearest friends has embarked on an incredibly courageous journey, called VSED (voluntarily stopping eating and drinking) as she has rapidly increasing Alzheimer’s disease, saw what it did to her father and her as she cared for him, and did not want that for her family or herself.
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This is such a resonant phrase; I often give it to my writing groups as a prompt. It engenders an immediate and often visceral response, and usually a juicy piece of writing.
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It’s been a pretty intense several months since I last wrote.
April and May included a long-planned trip to Zurich, Switzerland where my son and his wife now live, and a very special pilgrimage hike I’ve wanted to do for a long time, on the Camino de Santiago, the way of Saint James, in Spain.
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I was going to tell you about the great Zoom re-creation of my women’s writing group last Sunday, when seven of us joined for the day to express in words the many feelings and thoughts prompted by poems I shared, but I’m not going to do that.
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