Hello from my study on the Acre. The first time I saw the movie version of the musical, Rent, I was almost speechless by the end of the show. Since then, I have watched it numerous times, but it still can bring me to tears. While it is well-known, there are certainly those who areContinue reading “Five Hundred Twenty-five Thousand, Six Hundred Minutes”
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Imagining Decades and Connecting the Dots
Hello from my upstairs study, It is Sunday evening and even though it is barely 8:00 p.m., it seems so much later when it gets dark so early. Over the last couple of days, I was so aware of that rapidly setting sun and when it is cloudy, it is even more apparent. I doContinue reading “Imagining Decades and Connecting the Dots”
Becoming Norman . . . Pleased or Chagrined?
Hello on the weekend, It has been an emotional couple weeks, and if you have been reading the blog, you have some sense of why that is, but I think there is more. There are times, and their frequency seems to be increasing at an alarming rate, that I feel like I am simply notContinue reading “Becoming Norman . . . Pleased or Chagrined?”
525,600 Minutes
Hello from my dorm room in Krakow, Most of you will see this title and instantly think of the Broadway play or the movie of the same title, Rent. It is actually one of my favorite movies and the song ranks right up there also. But this measure for me as I begin to typeContinue reading “525,600 Minutes”
Remembering an Amazing Life
Hello from JFK, It is exactly a year ago today that I would be leaving Lydia for a last time. It was an amazing day because Carissa was able to get the little tornado into the shower and wash her hair and get her a bit more comfortable. The picture here is of her thatContinue reading “Remembering an Amazing Life”
When Days Turn to Hours Turn to Minutes
Hello from Comforts of Home in Menomonie, I am sitting at Lydia’s bedside and she continues to amaze us as she has slept, but continues to simultaneously fight and fade. I use those words in that order intentionally because up to this morning that was the order in which I would say things have occurred.Continue reading “When Days Turn to Hours Turn to Minutes”
The Weekend
Buenas dia, Estoy sentado en de balcón. Yo puedo caminar des de cuarto. Antes noche yo dormí aproximo 9 1/2 hora. Yo pienso que es que más yo he dormido en años. Es el sábado por la mañana y espero que pasan la mayor parte del día en la playa mirando el océano y leyendoContinue reading “The Weekend”
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