Our Cat has Nine Lives
I’ve been meaning to write down a bunch of coincidences for a long time. I’ll start with this most recent one. We are home, as most know. We escaped Pittsburgh for a few weeks. It’s been strange but great to be back. While here, I was reading an old journal from 2010. Back then, Caitlin, […]
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A few weeks ago I sent the email below to my beautiful friend Monique, with whom I share a wonderful ongoing conversation about everything, often including music, via text, email, and whatsapp voice messages. We talk about how a song can embed itself into a feeling hugely disproportionate to its merit musically – making you […]
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When you are waiting for transplant, you wear a lot of lounge wear. I wear slippers every day, and after two years on the list, my feet are softer and smoother than ever. My wardrobe is an alternating cycle of lounge-pieces, some raggedy, some for when ‘people’ are visiting. I’ve been wearing the same pair […]
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Well, today marks one year on the transplant list. On April 24, 2014, Caitlin wrote a blog post about what was ahead. And what was ahead has turned out to be a very long wait. I was telling a friend that it reminds me of the beautiful show and Pulitzer Prize-winning book, (TALES OF THE) […]
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Synchronicities—so many of them. Including the fact that Caitlin’s from-Maine boyfriend’s grandmother grew up in Pittsburgh. Today we discovered “Polish Hill,” where Andrew’s great-grandfather owned and operated a drugstore, right next to where that red awning is. Caitlin’s great-grandfather in Massachusetts was also a druggist. Our address in Boston is Staniford Street, #16. Our address […]
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Today marks three months here, but this beautiful painting, which our wonderful friend, Stephanie Danforth, recently painted and sent to Caitlin, reminds us that spring is imminent, and that every day spent waiting means one fewer day to wait. PS: If you want to follow this blog, just click +Follow, down to the right, and […]
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Last weekend, something happened that made me starkly aware of just how much someone has to lose in order for us to gain. Our house is on a busy road, on a bad corner. Long ago we erected a large fence along the front. We sound-proofed our walls. We turned the focus of the house […]
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