This morning as I awoke, the thoughts of Robin Williams’ death barged into my mind again. I'd never met him, but like millions around the world, his apparent suicide has left me troubled as if he were a family member. This is one we all feel more than we logically should.
Did anyone not love Robin…
My mom has always been a source of gentle humor in our family. Whenever she got amazed or exasperated by something, Mom would try to say, “Well …” — probably meaning to eventually say “well, I never.”
Instead, all that came out was a “wuh” noise. Then she would say it repeatedly, in a sort…
I sat at the bedside of a dying woman this week. She was confined to bed, and had oxygen running through a line to her nose.
After a few pleasantries, I asked her what she wanted to talk about. Since she new she was dying, I wondered what might be utmost in her mind.
Mostly, she wanted…