Rain drops
on drenched ground
eyeglasses, face
and heart
Cracks loom
in un-even pavement
Tears spring unbidden
Artesian wells overflow
Unnoticed
I walk through this cold front
of memories, grief and healing
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This morning I walked as usual Read the rest of this entry »
After living with ALS for 10 years, my sister Diane died in spring 2006. This week I’ve been reading through some of my Houston journal notes. I kept them when I flew to Houston to visit Diane. As I read, I couldn’t help noticing how often Read the rest of this entry »
It’s September 1997, less than a year since Diane was diagnosed with ALS. The disease seems to have a mind of its own. In her case, it has decided to concentrate on her ability to speak. Diane wrote the following piece about this loss. Read the rest of this entry »
Telling the Truth 