On Baby Whales and Zombie Social Dynamics
I was watching a nature doc one afternoon. These filled so much of my recovery time, diverting, minimum emotional stress, and a nice quiet narrator… Read More »On Baby Whales and Zombie Social Dynamics
I was watching a nature doc one afternoon. These filled so much of my recovery time, diverting, minimum emotional stress, and a nice quiet narrator… Read More »On Baby Whales and Zombie Social Dynamics
I don’t think people realize chronic illnesses can kill just as readily as the terminal ones. Their quality of life just gets so bad they… Read More »When the Strong Break
I was chatting with a fella the other night, asking him about how he met his girlfriend (I’m always fascinated by the myriad of ways people come together and fall in love) and he followed up by asking me:
What about you, you’re unpartnered right now?
Unpartnered… I’d never heard the term before and found it odd. My state of being as a state of not-being something else.Read More »Solitude, Singlehood, and Social Interaction
“Dad! What are you doing on the roof? Get down from there!” Jesus. I hold the ladder steady as he works his way down. As… Read More »Day 76 – Get Down From There!
This one’s for you mama….
My mom spent her working years as a nurse. A member of that noble-hearted profession of caregivers, nurturers, comforters of the ailing. My mother also has a rather warped sense of humour. To this day, if you ask her how my dad broke his toe (something that happened well over 30 years ago now), you’ll get such a fit of tear streaming breathless giggles you won’t ever really get the story,Read More »Day 72 – Florence Frickin’ Nightingale