The occasional wallowing, or how I wish I could chat with Sophia Loren

I have a lot of friends who are dealing with chronic illness or the illness of loved ones or bereavement or even the loss of pets. So when I saw this article, it called to me: "The Other Side of Grief" by Whitney Akers. The article links to a group of stories about how people coped…

On the Tragically Hip, terrible diagnoses, and the joy of embracing life

There was a moment at the end of last Friday's epic Tragically Hip concert when Gord Downie broke down in tears. No one made a comment. No one has commented since, as far as I can tell. But he was sobbing, his face spasmed in grief, his chest rising with deep, gut-wrenching sobs. It was…

Well, F*** it all, anyway.

I'm in a mood. I get in a mood whenever my MS takes a little bit more of me away. When I'm IN that mood, the following things make me furious: Statements like, on the Shift.ms website: "MS doesn't mean giving up on your ambitions, just rethinking how to achieve them." HA! Statements like: "My…

The end of an era

There's something terrifically sad about the end of a generation, that moment when the last of a set of siblings pass away and you realize, with shock, that there is no one left who truly remembers your parents as kids and you forgot or were too busy or wrapped in your own details to ASK…

Writing and photographing tears

Writing sorrow. Picturing those little droplets slipping from eyes, causing embarrassment or joy or shame or release... I hate crying. I've never learned to do it elegantly, with tissue carefully to nose, maybe some slight pinking of same. Nope. I look like I've been dragged down a mountainside backwards and face down after I cry…

The tone, or how to throw your voice and actually cause injury

I've always wanted to go on a retreat where I couldn't talk for several days, where I had nothing to do but write and think and be alone within my head. I feel that pressure a bit more now after a series of visitors, all welcome, but all creating conversation. My brain feels cluttered. In…