I am so very fortunate to have inadvertently stumbled into the closing ritual I apparently needed.
Closure Is Not Comfort
I recently reached closure in a family matter. A legacy matter. I did not think I would ever achieve any peace when it came to matters of my mother’s stuff, the unfortunate legacy of disquiet that settled, like the heavy dust and grime of neglect over long stretches of time, on the things left unsettled […]
December Reflections
Even people regularly referred to as heathens know that December is for much more than shopping. Somehow people think that if you are a non-proselytizing believer in a an organizing principle larger than oneself, what I refer to as the Great Organizing Principle in the Sky, you cannot understand the draw of the Winter Celebration. […]
Back Home Again in Indiana
Salvaging family memories from remnants of an abandoned home.
Organizing & Impossible Futures
I have discovered being parentless and a sole surviving sibling is that life seems different when you are the only one who remembers family events and stories. This includes my feelings about “stuff.”