Time is measured now by what is running out…the toothpaste we shared, the dental floss, the toilet paper and paper towels you picked up before you left, Audrey’s baby shampoo.
Unusual hour glasses.
Time is measured now by what is running out…the toothpaste we shared, the dental floss, the toilet paper and paper towels you picked up before you left, Audrey’s baby shampoo.
Unusual hour glasses.
For any other list-makers out there, I published this on HerStories yesterday.""In this time of quarantine, my lists are offering me space outside of the walls of my home, a way of making sense of chaos, a self-imposed structure on structure-less days, and even a way...
"In our deepest self we keep living with the illusion that we will always be the same." Henri Nowen "It's really very simple," my late spiritual director, Gladys, once said to me. She was talking about how she lived each day, waking up, having a written conversation...
"Anxiety turns us toward courage, because the other alternative is despair." Paul Tillich I've claimed "seasonal affective disorder" for years, and that may be so, but I'm starting to realize it's not only summer to fall that is hard for me. It's winter to spring, and...
I have a bottle of my Mom's cologne which I wear every now and then. But mostly, I'll just sniff the scent from the bottle as I don't want it to run out either. I just wanted to drop a note to let you know that I am thinking of you and Audrey and wishing you well.