Evidence of residence

I just took a few minutes to look at what I blogged a year ago in this space, and was struck by two things: first, there was some big stuff happening in February 2003: the Columbia disaster, the death of Mr. Rogers, a  [more...]

I must have caught it on the plane — this cold or plague or bird flu that has me in its grip right now; my house is knee-deep in used tissues and frankly it is all very disgusting and gross. I haven’t been  [more...]

Perhaps I spoke too soon this morning with my long, lonely rant.
When I got home today, I discovered a beautiful, hand-made valentine from my beautiful friend Sara. I suddenly feel a bit better. And loved.
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