Ostara and the Moon of Mourning Friday gratefuls: Kate smelling coffee in the morning. Kate admiring the canals of Venice. Kate, treating me for pneumonia in Vienna. Those Andean pipe players underneath our balcony while I recovered. Death certificates. Kate’s … Continue reading
Ostara and the Moon of Mourning Thursday gratefuls: Kate on our wedding day, beautiful. Kate and I on the Panam flight to Rome. Visiting the popeteria with her and discovering tomatoes and mozzarella cheese. Evergreen Mortuary. Cremation. Joe teaching me … Continue reading
Ostara and the Full Moon of Mourning Wednesday gratefuls: Changing Kate’s bandages, using lotion on her legs and arms. Kate dressed up for Purim. Kate lighting the Hanukah candles, saying the blessing. Kate and I at mussar. Mountain Waste. More … Continue reading
Ostara and the Moon of Mourning Tuesday gratefuls: Kate sitting on the bench, doing the crossword. Kate and her feeding tube. Kate writing I love Charlie for Sarah. Brahms. Mozart. Sarah. BJ. Annie. Joe, Seoah. Ruth, Gabe, Jon. Sparks of … Continue reading
Ostara and the Moon of Mourning Monday gratefuls: Sleep. Kate sleeping in the bed next to me for over 31 years. Kate dancing in her poodle skirt at her 50th birthday. Kate on zoom with her sisters. Kate, always Kate. … Continue reading
Ostara and the Moon of Mourning Sunday gratefuls: Kate cooking in Andover. Canning. Sewing. Quilting. Kate talking at mussar. The flower petals she scattered for my birthday two years ago. Taxes. Rigel against me last night. Watching Mortal Kombat with … Continue reading
Ostara and the Moon of Mourning Saturday gratefuls: Jon. Joe. Seoah. The next generation. The consolation of Deer Creek Canyon. How the Mountains name us. And the Lodgepoles. And the Elk. PSA. Vaccines. Sleep. CBE. Sparks of Joy: Jamie Bernstein. … Continue reading
Ostara and the Moon of Mourning Friday gratefuls: Joseph is here. Kate heading out to work from Edgcumbe, 153rd. Kate and I at the St. Paul Chamber Orchestra. Holding her. The sign language for I love you. Money. Honey. Time. … Continue reading
Ostara and the Moon of Mourning Thursday gratefuls: Kate canning. Kate and I drinking coffee and eating croissants at the Hotel Internationale in Rome. Kate on the steps of Chief Hosa lodge hugging Gabe and Ruth. Joe on his way. … Continue reading
Ostara and the Moon of Mourning Wednesday gratefuls: Kate’s intellectual and emotional honesty. Speaking her truth, always. Kate leaning her head against me. Kate, a glass of white wine, greeting well wishers at her retirement party at the MIA. 2011. … Continue reading