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Friday, June 15th, 2012
out, out brief candle
Life’s but a walking shadow, a poor player, That struts and frets his hour upon the stage, And then is heard no more. It is a tale Told by an idiot, full of sound and fury, Signifying nothing. – MacBeth, Act 5, Scene 5 it doesn’t matter, of course. it is only a website and […]
71 Comments » - Posted in coping stuff,mama-baby stuff,milestone stuff,social media meta stuff,writing stuff by bon
Thursday, May 24th, 2012
care & feeding of networked humans: a primer
i maintain it was nobody’s fault, but rather an unfortunate accident. i could have prepared, had i known to expect her. she couldn’t prepare, because she didn’t realize the chasm between us. until Tuesday. The Awkward Event: the rapping came at the back door which was odd because it was a weekday and nobody who […]
20 Comments » - Posted in issue stuff,relationship stuff,social media meta stuff by bon
Monday, April 30th, 2012
what i wanted to write on Facebook
it was 3:20 when we all raced in from the park and scattered. four people, six different directions. the calculus of families. physics probably says it’s impossible but i have always said pshaw! to physics. physics wins, of course, in the end: thirty seconds after scattering the two smaller ones were back, pulling me in […]
55 Comments » - Posted in coping stuff,mama-baby stuff,milestone stuff,social media meta stuff by bon
Friday, April 20th, 2012
on the last day you woke up five
you are sleeping and for a minute, mouth open, curled small in your bed, you look again like the curly-headed toddler whom i still expect to see, some mornings before my brain entirely catches up to the present. you are big, long now, leaner, solid. your Buddha belly is only a memory. you have a […]
31 Comments » - Posted in mama-baby stuff,milestone stuff,smitten stuff by bon
Thursday, April 5th, 2012
April flowers
it is not-quite-spring but the snow is mostly gone, reduced to salt-and-pepper-crusted mounds. we have no cherry blossoms here to herald the end of winter, only crocuses, the modest, cheery crocuses that pop up even before the mud loses its icy cover. when the crocuses come it is spring, for me, and i am a […]
26 Comments » - Posted in mama-baby stuff,milestone stuff,pondering stuff by bon
Tuesday, March 27th, 2012
not waving, but drowning
they were away. they pulled out of the driveway and i waved from inside the house though it occurred to me after they drove away that i could have stood in the driveway, waving until they could not see me anymore. i’d like to be that mother. i’d like them to remember me that way, […]
26 Comments » - Posted in coping stuff,mama-baby stuff,relationship stuff by bon
Wednesday, March 21st, 2012
bodies at rest, or why i keep on keeping on
for almost six years now, i’ve written here. at least a few posts every month. sometimes, in the heady old days, twelve or more. but always a few. i kept going because i was afraid if i stopped, i’d stay stopped. until this month. i’ve been busy, under deadlines, distracted. three weeks went by. bless […]
36 Comments » - Posted in pondering stuff,relationship stuff,social media meta stuff,writing stuff by bon
Friday, February 24th, 2012
not naked pictures
i turned forty and Dave said, happy birthday, have a new house and i said yes, that will more than do and then we both took a deep breath and jumped off the bridge together. but then he added, i know the house is a big deal, a big financial commitment. but for your birthday…it’s still your birthday. […]
58 Comments » - Posted in milestone stuff by bon
Monday, February 13th, 2012
the new crib, or hello Cinderella
we are moved. if by “moved” you mean most of our stuff is here and not there except for a few stray things that are frozen to the yard outside at the other house. if by “moved” you mean perched slightly dazed amidst piles of boxes and tools and stuff we keep hoping will put […]
38 Comments » - Posted in stuff to be done,the new crib stuff by bon
Tuesday, February 7th, 2012
all the best things she said
the day after. Susan’s gone. i dreamed about her yesterday morning. we were some kind of Thelma and Louise, secret agents laughing, doing vague, crazy dream-things until little feet woke me at 5:45 am and i rose blurry from the fog and i wondered. and then i waited – edgy and wrong – all day, […]
