Forever Loved: Morgan
What I really have to say about this topic is simple: NO! NO! NO! NO! NO! NO! NO!
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Forever Loved: Morgan
What I really have to say about this topic is simple: NO! NO! NO! NO! NO! NO! NO!
Guest Post: Forever Loved: Abby
When it comes to cats, I have a slight tendency to act upon impulses. When it comes to my cat-related impulses, my instincts have not done wrong by me.
The tides of March
March is the consummate in-between month. Lion and lamb. Winter and spring. Death and life.
Unending reign
If I can avoid it, I don’t like penning two sad posts back-to-back. Today, I can’t avoid it. But given who’s the source of sorrow, I can’t be too sappy, either. Not if I don’t want a certain sleek little mink of a cat to haunt me haughtily.
The beat goes on
I’m not gonna try to drizzle this with syrup, kittens. We’ve been battered, beaten and boxed about the ears this month.
Exegesis of goodbye
The equation always holds, but that never makes it feel right: The longer you’ve loved someone, the larger “goodbye” looms.
After the storm
He came to us after one hurricane. He left us on the eve of another. Like the wind we can’t see coming or going, Hobbes has flown from our grasp.
Forever Loved: Lacey
There’s a hole in the world today. If you trace the outline, that hole has many colors, many toes…and it’s being filled to the brim with too many tears.
Sonnets don’t stop
Jonathan said something both ironic and profound this week. Actually, he said many such things. But the particular Rosenberg koan that comes to mind today is this: “We gotta put a moratorium on death.”