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>This week I met with the family of a man in his late sixties who had had undergone emergency surgery for a bowel obstruction and then had a cardiac arrest after surgery and now was in a vent-weaning facility. Second … Continue reading →

> I came out to Seattle last June to interview for my present job. Planning to come for the interview was enormous—even more enormous than the burdensome task of selling my home and moving cross-country. As much as I wish … Continue reading →

> Another year. One year ago, when I began blogging here, I wrote: Though not inherently an optimist, I’m prone to think a new year may bring positive change. How do arbitrary thresholds hold such hope? Perhaps it doesn’t matter, … Continue reading →

> Last day. Of what? NowI see how time runs its race.Sixty years. Nothing. Restaurant chatterI, without company, eyeeggs, draft these haiku Foam-topped latte warmsLips, tongue, palate, throat, bosom.Finding its own path. I recommend theVeggie-Potato-SouffléAt Sunflour Café Eating alone takesno … Continue reading →

> I’ve been reading The Magic Mountain, written in 1924 by Thomas Mann. In brief, it is the story of a privileged young man who goes to a tuberculosis sanitarium to visit his stricken cousin, and ends up spending years … Continue reading →

> You know, when I wrote my last blog about wanting to be a BON girl (thanks for the concept, Bob, a girl can hope, right?) I was being lazy. I wanted/needed to blog, but I just couldn’t get to … Continue reading →

> I’m looking through Blogger and noticing the ‘blogs of note’. Interesting blogs, certainly eye-catching, some profound. But I can’t help wondering, why isn’t my blog a “blog of note”? Like everyone else who writes a blog, I want everyone … Continue reading →

> How can I tell what he is thinking? His front teeth missing, his voice so weak. I struggle to hear, to make words of his soft garble. I say lightly,‘You’re making this hard for us, you know.‘ He smiles, … Continue reading →

> 9/01/08My first day in Seattle: The house is so small, the outside so big. There are 3 coffee shops within walking distance. 9/02/08This is life on a whole different scale than I have known. 9/03/08Unfamiliar foliage. I want to … Continue reading →

> People do change, although we don’t change because others want us to, and we can’t force others to change even when we think it would be good for them or because we wish they would. Even I can change. … Continue reading →