Now that the winter olympics have ended, i am afraid to say it, Russia is free to invade without taking attention away from its ally, China. Ukraine, a territory rich in natural resources and one of the most industrialized countries in Europe. It seems obvious what they want. Crimea was just a test of resolve,…
the Adventures of I am (Soy) Sauce
August 27th I arrived at my desk this morning to find this. It is inscribed in Spanish with ‘Soy Sauce’. ‘I am sauce’. it also contains a series of what appear to be code words that I must decipher. Well, Sauce...person. I accept your challenge!!! I am by far saucier than you. Now to find…
The SA Kid
1 - Arrival Los Angeles July 18th, 1981. That was the day I arrived in Los Angeles. Mom lived in a duplex with my little brother. She drove a small Mitsubishi Colt she had been able to purchase on credit. The house was officially in the city of Commerce, California, and it all seemed gray…
i am grateful
despite the fact that lately, things have seemed helpless at times, and how life has decided to take my plans and remind me how, well, fungible they are. i am grateful that i am able to provide my mother with support. that i have the flexibility to be with her and not be tied to…
Frida seems to know something us up. she has been very quiet and still and trying to find her place in mom's house. I do hope this is not traumatic for her, but it is likely she is handling it better than I.
I am resilient
Though I have no choice in the matter. I am forced to be resilient. Is that logical? One day at a time. Today we pack for California. To a house with no room for me physically but which tries its best to welcome me. Today we pack for California. Tomorrow, tomorrow we will deal with…
I can’t believe I am moving again
This time out of the need to care for my mother. No longer am I moving out of pure pleasure and ability to do so. I feel things changing drastically in my life and this move is the catalyst. I feel I am…giving up…but I don’t want to give up. I need to re-energize and…
mom, again…
In the past few months, my mother has taken ill. My mother is 82 years old; she has had lymphoma for more than 25years now. The doctors really did not expect her to live this long, and she has had four different rounds of chemotherapy to fight the ongoing battle with lymphoma. However, I can't…
longing
more than longing is the flame of the reminders you never left behind for you as yet exist and i as yet have created you in my mind
Earliest Memory
My earliest memory involves my mother and father at the dinner table. I am sitting in a high chair. I cannot distinguish any voices, it is all visual. My father suddenly looks up from his plate, mouths some words, and then throws his plate across the table as he gets up and goes to his…
Graycloud 