Brokeback Funeral

I attended an unexpected funeral this week, along with maybe two hundred guests. For me, it was a mostly dry-eyed affair. Little else can make you feel alien to the human experience as sitting in a room of sniffles and suppressed sobs while you are only thinking about how you
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Sunday, the fight

With some distance from the last post, it occurred to me that maybe my mother had such strange responses during the DNR talk because, in fact, that whole conversation was not all about me, (wheee, what a concept!) but on her side of it, the excruciating business of admitting it’s
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Sunday Morning

Sunday started out pretty good. My family and my sister’s family all went over to walk Mom’s dog, who is such a crack up, we were all laughing at this goofy mutt’s antics. I have to be honest. When looking at how my mom could simplify her life, I’d definitely
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