Archive for the 'Conversing With the Rain' Category

Life is hard

Friday, September 19th, 2008

“It must be nice to have help” – My stay-at-home Mommy friends say, with a hint of traitor-scrutiny. I have a sitter now, and actual days go by where I don’t handle feces and am not expected to bathe anyone but myself. No more endless weeks to fill with housework and child care […]

The geese, the chips, and the woman in amber and yellow

Saturday, August 23rd, 2008

When I pushed open the door to the small church rec. hall my first thought was that I had not been this nervous in a long time. And then I wondered just how nervous El must have been, all the times she walked into this room – before she was serious about it and […]

Recovery

Monday, July 21st, 2008

The fever is broken. My face is still half-mini-paralyzed, but I am learning to talk with it and so grateful that generally otherwise, I feel improved.
I’m sleeping in the cool dark bedroom. Not-sleeping. Watching A&E’s Intervention .
When I first started watching this show, it felt voyeuristic. Addicts and their families reveal […]

Crooked Grin Destiny

Sunday, July 20th, 2008

I found the doctor’s approach infuriating.
I am sure they taught him this in med school — and he has delivered far worse news to others than he currently is delivering to me, so obviously he’s the pro. But I don’t want to be managed. I want to be told. And […]

Protected: A story of a girl named Nie

Monday, May 26th, 2008

There is no excerpt because this is a protected post.