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You’re One of Us

hrynolove A new acquaintance noticed the tattoo on at my front left shoulder. “Is that a rhino with a mustache?” he asked. I explained that the rhino was my deceased son’s mascot, and that my son had a luxuriant handlebar mustache of which he was very proud, and I wanted a tat to memorialize him. “I told my tattoo artist that and he just kind of ran with the concept…..” It was only later that it Continue reading

It Takes A Village……

kanikapilaflyer ….to BUILD a village! Can’t be there, but want to help? Donations can be sent to Church of the Holy Apostles 1407 Kapiolani Street Hilo, Hawaii, 96720 Designate your check “For Hale Iki Village”  

Time for Pics!

IMG_20180803_091351 ….since I don’t know what else to call this post.   I’ll start with the visual definition of irony. Went to the post office to pick up a package that Amazon told me had been delivered.  There was no “yellow slip” in the box, so I told the clerk there should be a package.  She searched, found it in the back, and then said “It would help us if you added your box number to Continue reading

The Funeral

I found one of my chickens dead this morning. She lay on the floor of the coop….and one of the older chickens was standing next to her. The watcher did not move when I entered the coop. She didn’t move when I picked up the carcass and placed it in a bag to take out to bury. As soon as I closed the bag, the other chicken walked out the door and down the ramp Continue reading

Physician……

….heal thyself. I’ve often used that phrase in jest, but this time…..I meant it. For two months I’ve woken with neck pain, which then persists throughout the day.  There isn’t an associated headache. There is no arm weakness. There is no numbness or tingling (which would alert me to possible spinal cord compression from…..something bad. Just….a pain in the neck. I would hang my head over the edge of the bed to force traction. DH Continue reading

Melancholy

My son died. It is a simple statement: My son died. But the gut-wrenching heart-torn-out-of-my-chest- constant throbbing pain is not evident in that simple statement. Today I saw an image of a sculpture by Albert Gyorgy, a Romanian artist. His piece, “Melancholy” comes close to depicting the pain of the loss of one’s child. Close.  

Womp, womp

getoffmylawn I am a registered independent.  Though an independent, I confess that I lean left… My son voted for Donald Trump. I remember the shock I felt when he told me he had been listening to Trump’s speeches, and was “impressed with what he had to say….” I was shocked because we worked hard to instill a sense of fairness, of non-discrimination, of respect for anyone irrespective of color, gender, sexual orientation, background or religion: all Continue reading

Cancel my membership….

T has worked at the hospital for years….and we have never been on great terms. It’s not that we quarreled or had bad words, just that I felt she didn’t find me to her taste. When we pass in the hall, we nod and smile…but the smiles never seem to reach our eyes. Today she was just turning the corner as I came into the building, and I headed toward the doctor’s lounge. As I Continue reading

She Ain’t Rose….

Intova Digital Camera My dear friend Pedar Wold was a music collector. He had thousands of CD’s and he loved to share them. One he gave me was a collection of Leon Redbone songs, including “She ain’t Rose.” The lyrics to the refrain are “She ain’t Rose , she ain’t bad, and Rose ain’t here…” ….and I thought of that song while I snorkeled at 69 Beach today (so named because it is at telephone pole #69….).  Losing Continue reading

Aloha, Kapoho

kapoholanai The lava eruption of 2018 has entered Kapoho, has destroyed Green Lake, is burning homes, and is (as of this writing, 6/2/18) threatening to enter Kapoho Bay/Kapoho Tidepools. The tidepools are the first place we stayed at on Big Island.  It was here that DH looked at me and said “I’ve never seen you look so happy.”  It was here that we decided that Hawaii was calling us to make her our home. It was Continue reading

Snap….Crackle. Pop.

A portion of the Puna district of the Big Island of Hawaii is overrun by lava spewing through at least 24 fissures. Many of our favorite places  are in its path, and are likely never again to be accessible during our lifetimes. Though I have volunteered a couple times at the Red Cross shelter, and given some funds for immediate needs of those affected, I feel helpless watching it all….and am stress eating, stress streaming, Continue reading

Slinky Theory

I spent a couple summers in the late 1960’s working “construction crew” at a summer camp in the Appalachians (most of the time I cooked and baked….). The camp was one which espoused meditation, cooperative living, and, though it was not yet a “thing,” could have been called New Age. Many of us kept in touch through the years, and in 1999, we had a reunion of sorts. You could call it our hippie reunion. Continue reading
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