Being back in Cincinnati is weird and comforting at the same time.  In many respects nothing has changed.  There's still a fountain in fountain square. There's still a slew of restaurants and coffee shops and German sounding antiques dealers downtown.  But being so distant from my family means that I'm missing all of these major life changes going ( Read more... )

There is something eerily soothing about the bus trips between DC and Cincinnati.  It's a long trip, and given Greyhound's ancient infrastructure, I'm left with a dying phone battery and a lot of time to look out a darkened countryside and think ( Read more... )

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Recently I had a conversation with a friend of mine, who moved back here from a long ways away.  He told me that as a friend I'm rather avoidant, and that for all of my friend making once people are out of sight they are out of mind.  I know this to be true, and it is one of my less desirable attributes.  I don't maintain long-distance friendships ( Read more... )

When I was a child I, precociously enough, looked at my family and I made a decision ( Read more... )

I received a call from my brother today, saying that my sister-in-law was crying because she read my journal. Specifically she probably was referring to this post from five years ago. I have done what I should have done now and locked the post from being totally public. I can't believe that anyone would actually take the time to go back over ( Read more... )

The funeral services went fine. In fact it was at times quite funny. Those are the best. Nobody needs more dour and somber broody time at a funeral, you're already in that dour, somber, broody place ( Read more... )

The funeral is tomorrow.

I'm flying home in 2 hours.

Heading out to BWI now.

Love to you all.

My grandmother passed away this afternoon around 3:00 p.m. Through a series of subsequent conversations with my mother I learned that she did not go gentle into that good night, and did in fact rage shouting "No!" over and over ( Read more... )

My mother's mother has been in hospice care all week. I called her the other day and she was so out of it on morphine that she fell asleep on the phone. I was told I was lucky to get a whole five minutes with her ( Read more... )