My Achilles tendon continues to heal, very slowly. And so it has come to pass that after years in flats I have to make a
We all know the “Hey, what’s new this year, gimme inspiration” kind of shopping. I suspect you’re also familiar with my far less glamorous companion,
In the week of February 20th I strained my Achilles tendon. On March 20th my mom died. Both events hurt, both are fully survivable. I
This is the story of my mother’s death. It’s very hard to know where to begin. She was 86. For her 80th birthday party, we had invited extended family and friends, she asked that guests wear name tags.
You have written me such wonderful replies to Thursday’s post. I can’t reply, I am still not very wordful, but I want you to know
My mother died yesterday, early in the morning, in her room at her memory care home. It had become home. We started to understand that
A few weeks ago, when I wrote that post about eating more vegetables, a reader commented as follows: I’ve noticed the same pattern in all
Yes. Thank you for coming to my TED talk. Sorry. Sorry, sorry. Let’s review some slightly more compelling evidence. Black and brown outfits from trusted
If you had planned to meet up at Themes+Projects tonight I am so very sorry but I’ve strained my Achilles tendon and won’t be there.
My stepmother has a show opening next weekend, at Themes+Projects gallery in San Francisco. I plan to be there, if anyone’s in town and thinking
First I cut back on alcohol. Here, here, and here. Next to go, thanks to rising cholesterol levels, saturated fat. Finally, everyone got worried about
My relationship with my mother in her Alzheimer’s is the best evidence for Freud I’ve yet found. I might mean a million things, but I’m
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