I remember attending an art installation some years ago in Sydney. The title was something like ‘Little Altars Everywhere’. The artist had arranged everyday items as we might have them in our home, to enjoy small groupings, a bit like in the ‘L’il Mexico’ house we stayed in when we…
I watched him walk off pushing his golf clubs on their little hand cart. I felt intensely sorry for him. It has been a very…
After seventy years on this earth I still surprise myself at the things I learn. Yesterday was the last day of radiation treatment for Don,…
These last five months have been revelatory, sometimes in ways I would not have guessed or even particularly thought I wanted. But life is like…
Twelve years ago I was treated for breast cancer and cured (yay). As you might expect it was a trying time in which I learned…