by Mir | Oct 11, 2012 | It's not a regret, it's an "experience", Offspring: ecstasy and agony
Before Chickadee left, she made me load Draw Something onto my phone. “It’s super fun,” she said. “We can play together and you will love it, I promise!” My drawing skills are rudimentary at best, but on my tiny phone screen with my...
by Mir | Oct 9, 2012 | What do I do all day?
I’m sure you never would’ve guessed this (ha ha), but the departure of my daughter coincided with the triumphant return of the Apron Of Coping—our code-phrase ’round here which loosely translates to “Mir is cooking and baking in a futile...
by Mir | Oct 8, 2012 | It's not a regret, it's an "experience", Offspring: ecstasy and agony
My mother-in-law’s funeral was lovely. I know people say that—“Oh, wasn’t it nice!”—and it always seems weird to me because what exactly is nice about a body in a box? But it was the perfect mix of respectful and irreverent. I think...
by Mir | Oct 3, 2012 | It's not a regret, it's an "experience", Offspring: ecstasy and agony, Ottomatic For the People
I am 41 years old, and my experience with death of loved ones is remarkably scant. My parents are still alive. My grandparents’ deaths were long ago and I was mostly shielded from whatever rituals were executed after their passing. I have a relatively small...
by Mir | Sep 30, 2012 | Ottomatic For the People
My mother-in-law claimed not to like dogs, which was just about the only time I ever heard her claim to not like any living thing. But it turned out that Licorice absolutely adored her, and she loved Licorice right back. This was not a surprise to me, because 1)...
