I started reading "The Book of Love: A Novel" by Kelly Link today. The book showcases her exceptional writing skills, where she channels different forms of love, including friendships, romance, and family ties, with her trademark compassion, wit, and literary prowess. Readers can expect to experience joy, a little terror, and an affirmation that love endures despite challenges.
Stream of Consciousness!
My random thoughts on Jan, love, grief, life, and all things considered.
Where Have I Been, Where Am I Going?
I Am OK, Alone But Not Lonely
As a child, I occasionally experienced homesickness, but as an adult, it’s a feeling I rarely encounter. However, the pain of longing to return home is still vivid in my memory. Thursday, while at Venue 104, Franco gave me some cookies that crumbled in my hand. The taste and texture of those cookies instantly transported me back to a time when I would crumble with homesickness after my wife died. The experience was so powerful that I could taste it.
My Life is a Work in Progress!
I am an Incurable Romantic Living Alone
The essence of life lies in living it to the fullest, but what if we find ourselves living it all alone? The words of Lauren Groff from her book “The Vaster Wilds” resonate with my situation, as she rightly pointed out that to exist alone and survive is not the same as being alive. Although I strive to make the most of my life by reading, writing, walking, offering help to others, and serving as the board chair for Bridges, I still feel that I am merely surviving from one day to the next. Continue reading →
My First and Only Marriage Proposal
Sixty Years Later, the World is Different
The sound of the phone ringing shattered the peaceful silence of my afternoon. I was caught off guard when Mom told me the call was for me. As I brought the phone to my ear, I recognized the voice on the other end – a classmate from middle school, someone I had only spoken to a handful of times, mainly to discuss schoolwork. But today’s call was different.
After Annie: A Novel
I started reading "After Annie: A Novel" by Anna Quindlen today. Forty years ago, my wife Jan and I used to read Ms. Quindlen's column "Life in the Thirties" in The New York Times, even if we didn't have time to read anything else. We clipped and saved each column, which helped us manage getting older with children. I am reading "After Annie," which is about how love can overcome loss.
How Warm It Is!
Forty-eight hours of No Heat Is Over!
After two chilly nights in my tiny home, I have heat! Kevin, from Hillside Air Conditioning & Heating, came and replaced the safety shut-off, and the heat filled the cold recesses in minutes. If I had been more in sync the prior weekend, I would have called after I inserted new batteries.
Snowless Moon Hike
Snowless Winters Are A Sign of Climate Change
In a recent text message exchange with my friend Arnold, he invited me to join him for a Snow Moon Hike. Having previously participated in hikes sponsored by the Great Swamp Watershed Association, I eagerly accepted the invitation. As per NASA Science, the Snow Moon or Hunger Moon was named so by indigenous peoples in the north and east of the United States. It was the second full Moon of Winter, the midwinter Moon. The Native Americans were far better stewards of the environment than we have been, and this year’s Snow Moon Hike was more of a Snowless Moon Hike.