Fragments from a Funeral

Despite fearing that a second post including death reflections might result in the death of this blog, I simply must carry on with what’s currently swirling in my being. I am at the end of a two-day emotional journey of taking the necessary steps to say farewell to a life.  It’s like I have been sucked into some alternate reality and tomorrow when I wake up, I think I’ll start to re-engage with normal life.  Kind of.   My heart and soul are bleary and exhausted from the process but I also feel quite centered actually.  Oh you know, with all of those...

Death Musings

Oh yeah.   I got you all psyched with that title, I know it.   You’re cruising around blogtown with your snazzy little handbag and colorful scarf feeling all breezy and cool and all “Hi, how’s it going?” and stopping by all of your very closest cyber-friends’ places to get a little chuckle and leave a hello and maybe find some little gem along the sidewalk and then… SLAM! You’re not sure whether you should stop or maybe just pass for today…yeah, why don’t you? Just go ahead and click away if you’re in no...

I’m fried.

Whew.   I’m so whacked out tired from this whole week of Monday thru Friday.  But I muster up some energy to write a few reflections: Thanks to all of you who took the time to read the story of Karen and Penni.  As a close friend who observed the journey from Los Angeles, (yes, the lame city that probably would not have rallied around Karen in her time of need and no, I did not take her comment personally), I can say that being a distant witness to such an emotionally-draining situation was difficult.   I’ll never forget what Karen’s voice sounded...