Notes on My Life

excerpts from notes on my life

  • Letters of Remebrence

    Tomorrow is the Monday, the 8th of May; it is VE Day. I am home alone with the boys this long holiday weekend. Yesterday I realised that the service for my mother in Georgia is this upcoming Friday. My aunt, her sister, sent me a reminder via a message on Facebook. How painfully modern, in Read more

  • Snow Day

    It’s April 20, and it’s snowing in Champagne. Big fat juicy snowflakes, and they have even started to stick. Over the hedge, I can see it falling against the backdrop of the distant forest, and the trees are just a grey shadow, and above them the white sky. It reminds me of home, of growing Read more

  • Express Elevator

    My dreams keep getting stranger and scarier, but at least I get to see my mom. She seems happy, too. Last night I dreamt again of San Francisco, of this strange apartment building that feels somewhat like a transient hotel. What is this coming from? Perhaps it’s a mix. On my first visit to SF, Read more

  • Anti-Hero

    Last night, my husband and I were having one of our typical exchanges. I get mad at him so easily, and this time is was because he had asked to do a ‘diary check’ as he calls it, which is usually just a data dump of what work and personal plans he has scheduled for Read more

  • Separation

    I’ve gotten out of the habit of writing. I miss it. I must make it a habit again, return to the urgency of getting it out and being alone with myself. There is a relief to putting down the otherwise fleeting thoughts that are so often pushed out of awareness by the pressing necessities of Read more

  • The Purge

    Last night I dreamt that you were still here. You were very unwell again, something had gone wrong, mismanaged, and I had to leave to get to you immediately. This time it took chartering a plane to reach the wilderness North of San Francisco where you live.It was cold, snowy, a storm coming. The terrain Read more