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Farzin’s Legacy of Optimism

There will be no remembrance of my love’s death four years ago today with words of regret and unanswerable questions; instead I will honor his memory with that which he treasured as the best we could hope and do for our children and ourselves. He believed...

My Final Birthday Note, Farzin

Today you would have been 77 and perhaps we would be walking along a densely flowered path, approaching the sea.  I do not view birthdays as a time for looking back but as a barometer of what may come.  You preferred no reminders, no cards, no celebrations and no...

As You Lay Dying

    “That’s what they mean by the womb of time: the agony and the despair of spreading bones, the hard girdle in which lie the outraged entrails of events.” ― William Faulkner, As I Lay Dying It was three years ago that I was told you had hanged yourself....

A Moment in Time Remembered

  Your birthdays were never an important event that you reveled in celebrating.  It was for the young, I believe you thought.  Perhaps it marked another year of triumph, for you had survived another year but not lived as you hoped.  So this is not a happy...

Moving On

  It’s the first time I have cried in months.  It could be the music playing as I gaze at your pictures.  What do I do with you, now that I’m moving.  What of you should I leave behind and what should I box up and carry along this new journey I am about to take. ...