I feel numb a lot of the time. It’s hard to explain. I can do my usual life things like groceries, laundry, planning dinner, even seeing friends, but there’s a deep down part of me that is distant. I know I’m mourning and that’s what it is, but it almost defies description. I am totally… Continue reading Death and the future
I was reminded of good memories with my father yesterday. Just by chance a restaurant we used to go to years ago was mentioned. It made me think of the great lunches we shared there on their patio. And how my father was proud to treat his poor university-going daughter. And it reminded me that… Continue reading Memories are all I have
The library is lending books again finally after being closed since mid-March. These books sitting in my living room waiting to be read make me ridiculously happy. I didn’t realize how much I relied on the library to feed my soul until I couldn’t go there. Now I know how essential books and the library… Continue reading Books are happiness
My father died a couple months ago and I didn’t know a person’s life can be reduced to three small moving boxes and some antique furniture. I have to rethink the meaning of life now.