Category Archives: The Pretty Girl

On giving away money

On the day my Pretty Girl died, I was frantic to make a telephone call. She had an appointment the following day for an interview to enter an oncology/radiation training program at a college in Maine. I needed them to … Continue reading

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On spending the day before the start of another year

This day did not go according to desire or plan. I wanted to spend the day in the quiet. I did not want to speak or hear any other voices. That was what I hoped but I knew in my … Continue reading

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On the passing of five years

Five years ago tonight, my daughter came home from the wake of her friend Ryan, filled with sad enthusiasm for the tribute his family and friends had paid to him. She told us about the picture boards, the looped slide … Continue reading

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On helping another to grieve

A coworker paid me a tremendous compliment today. She asked me what to say to her friend whose son died last weekend. I began to weep and she joined me. She apologized for upsetting me. Truth be told she didn’t … Continue reading

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On being no one’s Grandmother

When I am asked about my grandchildren, I have choices about how to reply. Continue reading

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On starting again

The first post is a tough one to write. It sets the tone for whether people come back. Over the last few days I’ve had encounters with people (in person or in my head) that impacted me and moved my … Continue reading

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