by Mica | Jan 23, 2018 | walt |
Dear Walt, Yesterday I determined to have a good day. I posted a blog that was more upbeat, less depressing, yet the day was another one where the tears popped up at every turn. I am so effing frustrated over so many things. I think once I have the taxes finished some...
by Mica | Jan 22, 2018 | walt |
Dear Walt, There’s a Guy Clark song, My Favorite Picture of You, that he wrote after the passing of his wife of forty years. She was a songwriter, as was he. I wonder if they shared an office, worked side by side, grabbing ideas from the ether at the same time,...
by Mica | Jan 21, 2018 | walt |
Dear Walt, I’m tired. Right after December 21st happened, I had very little trouble sleeping. I wish that were still the case. I’m so exhausted because I’m starting to have weird dreams, and because I have to keep my door shut (I hate sleeping with...
by Mica | Jan 19, 2018 | walt |
Dear Walt, I’ve done a lot of adulting the last two days, most of it involving paint. And moulding to go beneath the granite top of the bar separating the living room and kitchen. And making an appointment with an attorney to settle all the things, most...
by Mica | Jan 18, 2018 | walt |
Dear Walt, Death and taxes. Both are certain. As I was reminded so brutally four weeks ago when December 21st happened. I knew it, of course. I lost my brother unexpectedly in 1987. I lost my mother four months before I lost you. During our marriage, I lost both my...
