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Thank you for sharing across the table. I too have felt weird because I have not cried for mom yet. I cried from release I suppose when they took her body from the house the last time. Sometimes I think I need to sit and concentrate on her leaving so maybe I will face my grief. But then I always find something to run do. I feel ready to go in her room and pack her belongings today. But I will probably face it as a chore not removing my mom’s things. I know people and John say I will grieve in my own way and time. I am the kind of person that needs a time and place to put on my calendar.

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I've been scarce around Substack lately (writing AND reading), and yours is one I'm excited to come back and see. This is the first one I came across again, and I'm so sorry for your grief. What a beautiful picture of the "the ties that bind" both back in time and across the veil: families and souls and cultural touchstones and the mismatch of pot and burner. :) Peace to you this week.

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We had the rotary olive green phone too - ours was the "desk" model, on the living room end table. My parents no longer live in that house, and no longer have that end table, but I can still picture it. :)

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It heats the water up faster. NOT!

Or, it makes the environmental crazies mad because it uses more electricity.

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