After much talk and preparation – which consisted mostly of obsessing and fretting, I have begun the unenviable task of clearing out my storage space. It’s been a daily ordeal. I show up at the storage facility, punch in the convoluted nine digit code – after ten straight visits I Read more…
Like the rest of the world I woke up Sunday to the news that Whitney Houston had died. Opinions were flying fast and furious through the cyber sphere, and sadly a fair bit of it negative and judgmental. I spent the day sequestered in my room working. At one point Read more…
There are a lot of people claiming to have a direct line to God. Their conversations don’t leave me with a lot of faith. I mean really, if I called up and the voice on the end of the line was telling me to go kill someone for them, I’d Read more…
I’m always worried. I worry about all sorts of things from personal finances to the global economic crisis; from my health to the impending doom of the planet’s destruction. I’m trying to cure myself of this habit but I’m genetically inclined. My mother was a worrier and her mother before Read more…
I’m no statistician but for each death there is a birth. That has been my experience. Within six months of my mother’s death my sister gave birth to nephew No.2. That sounds like pretty limited experience but there are other examples, the most recent ones striking a cord. Last week Read more…