More poetry! No content, never again!

( Rewrite of an old poem )

This summer, as I'm pretty sure I wrote, my advisor's son was killed by a drunk driver. I wrote him a card at the time to tell him how sorry I was; I didn't really know what to say (what do you say to a parent who's just lost his child?), but I had been working with a lot of people at the time who had lost children, and I wanted to say something ( Read more... )

So... this metaquotes post. I have feelings.

I have worked in nursing homes and had experience with hospice since I was fourteen, and I think -- I think the OP's point is something that I have noticed all the time, which is that people get tired sometimes and run out of emotional resources. All the time I have told folks about respite care by ( Read more... )

My mother called last evening to say that my nana was expected to die sometime during the night.

There is so much I regret.

This morning in Anthropology we watched a film about old Jewish folks living in Venice Beach, California. It was beautifully made and the interviews with the people were great, and I burst out sobbing at the end and continue to cry through the entire discussion ( Read more... )

My grandfather died to-day from cancer. He was in a whole lot of pain, so it's not a bad thing, and I'm glad that he won't be hurting any more. I just miss him very much.

On my way to Newport yesterday I passed by the Ridge Road farm and both their red piggies were out. They're so beautiful! I really hope we have pigs again; having Christmas and Bertha was such a great experience, and I really would like to have a breeding sow that we could actually keep. Mama and Maria are discussing the possibility of raising ( Read more... )

It’s a little hard to sum up everything that’s going on right now, but I can give it a good try, or at least make a bulletpoint list of the important items, which may work just as well ( Read more... )

I'm home. More later.

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