Of Memorial Day, Half-Birthday, and Big Brother of New Nephew (aka a random summary of yesterday)

Yesterday was a picture-perfect day in Southern California. The sky was blue and cloudless, the temperature was splendid, and the agenda included family. We set out early to make the most of our day in San Diego, and we were fortunate to have good traffic in both directions; Paul really is clever with traffic. He’s […]

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Weekly Anamnesis #25

Calm It wasn’t the first time I’d been asked, but it was the only time that mattered. There was no drama, no anguish, no panic attacks this time, only him … and me, of course. I was calm, despite my excitement and pleasure, I was calm because I felt good about this. The calm I […]

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New and Notable

Yesterday our new nephew was born. He is yet unnamed, but will be called Grandpa Darth Vader if his brother has anything to say about it. Welcome, little one!

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The Gift of Womanhood

My friend just delivered Princess #3. That one act not only gave life to this little girl, but also gave birth to the developing womanhood of Princesses 1 and 2. Princess 1 was born in the standard way: at the hospital with little childbirth prep. She had assumed, as most women do, that the doctors […]

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Weekly Anamnesis #24

Stagnant(note: I am not the I in the story I am about to relate.) It all started when he met that girl. They fell in love, they claimed, and wanted to marry. But they were young, and they were both still in school. They didn’t listen to us, but married anyway. He’s been stagnant ever […]

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I Need Your Help

I totally understand the importance of supervising young children. I make an effort to spend a lot of time watching Little Red. Sometimes I do so at a distance, to allow him greater independence, and sometimes I follow behind him. The older and more clever he gets the more creative he is finding mischief. That’s […]

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Scent Stories

It was my first real job, not my first job. I wasn’t employed by a family member, like my first job working at the laundromat and dry cleaners, and the wage was the same but the hours more plentiful than my summer job of the previous years as a lobby pianist. I considered myself, for […]

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