Today, I started reading The Spoiled Heart: A Novel by Sunjeev Sahota. Nayan Olak has been seeing Helen Fletcher around town. She has returned to live in the run-down house at the end of the lane with her teenage son. Though she seems guarded, Nayan cannot help but be drawn to her. He has not risked love since losing his young family in a terrible accident twenty years ago.
Stream of Consciousness!
My random thoughts on Jan, love, grief, life, and all things considered.
The End of Suffering From Grief
Falling Through the Trapdoor of Faith
Marginalian‘s Sunday and Wednesday email messages have been a great source of guidance for navigating life’s challenges. Today’s “The Wild Iris: Nobel Laureate Louise Glück on the Door at the End of Your Suffering” email was particularly inspiring. It reminded me to embrace life to the fullest, even after experiencing loss. Thanks to this newfound perspective, my friends have noticed a positive change in me. Although I fell through a trapdoor almost two years ago, I allowed myself to feel my emotions and listen to my soul. Now, I choose to celebrate life by striving to be the best version of myself.
My Bumper Guardrails Protect Me
Ensuring I Do Not Fall Into the Gutters
As soon as I wake up each day, my body seems to go on autopilot. I follow a routine: walking, reading, and attending Friday services. Though seemingly mundane, these activities provide me with security and stability. I carry them out almost mechanically, without much thought. Some people might consider me dull or uninteresting because of my rigid routine. However, if they look closely, they might find an alternate explanation. Continue reading →
Long Island
Today, I embarked on a literary journey into the distinct world of Long Island, a novel by the acclaimed author Colm Toibin. This captivating narrative continues the life of Eilis Lacey, a beloved character from Toibin's celebrated work Brooklyn, but two decades have passed. Eilis, now in her forties, is married to Tony Fiorello, an Italian-American plumber, and they are raising two teenagers.
Wishing My Neighbors A Good Day
U2 Bye-Bye
I have a habit of wishing everyone I encounter a good day or evening, not only during my walks. Although I used to do it occasionally when Jan was alive, I started doing it more frequently after she passed away, and I started living alone. Initially, I did it to help others, as I was almost sure I would not have a good day. However, as time passed, I noticed that the responses from people not wearing their AirPods became shorter and less genuine. During yesterday’s walk, the 1100th since I buried my wife, I took a southern route that led me to the edge of the Garden State Parkway. As I passed a woman, I wished her a good day, and her response was a quick “U2, bye-bye.”
Jan Was a Wonderful Woman
We Have Work That Still Needs to Be Done!
My car’s outdoor temperature reading shows 88 degrees Fahrenheit, but my weather app says it’s 86 degrees Fahrenheit. Despite the discrepancy, it’s sweltering for the first week of May. I arrived at a meeting with Bridges and a local community as the Board chair, and this is the purpose I’ve been looking for since building Jan’s Memorial Garden. I accidentally walked through the metal detector as nobody was there to stop me, causing it to beep loudly like a burst plastic shipping bag. The first person I met at the meeting asked how I was doing, and when I replied, “OK,” he persisted, asking, “How are you really?”
Within Arm's Reach: A Novel
I embarked on the journey of reading "Within Arm's Reach: A Novel" by Ann Napolitano today. This poignant and insightful debut novel from the esteemed New York Times bestselling author of "Hello Beautiful" unfolds the story of a large Catholic family spanning three generations whose lives are upended by an unforeseen pregnancy.