One cold January morning, as I pulled my car around the corner of my office building, I was struck by a memory of one of the most powerful experiences I’ve ever had in my practice with the homeless.
Tag: Love
Love Saves The Day, An Example
I’m a social worker, and follow different social worky things on Facebook. I just saw a moving story.
How Do You Know I Love You? I Make You Chai
My husband Cohiba is the most dear person in the world to me, and I say it often to him, just so he doesn’t forget. There are ways to convey your love to someone (and if you bring up the stupid Extreme song More Than Words… Just don’t.) These are 8 gifts I would give him to would convey my love.
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Was That You, Little Girl?
October 23rd, approximately 3:45 pm, I felt a thump or muscle spasm way down low. But there is no reason for this spasm. Then I felt another one, and began thinking – could that be her? I poked it back. A little bit later, I felt another spasm, this time a little bit over. I poked that one, too.
A Lone Tear
We just got our wedding pictures this week – they’re awesome.
People had warned that I wouldn’t remember my wedding day, but I thought I would be shielded from that memory loss given the fact that my wedding day and reception day are separate.
Looking at the photos, I realize every0ne was right, despite the short ceremony. But I do have one memory.
The single tear that fell from my husband’s eye as we were saying our vows.
Last Words to my Dying Grandma
My grandma’s dying. Not just in the sense that we’re all dying, but she’s ready to go now. She’s signed her DNR papers. She’s getting a last communion tonight. All her daughters are with her right now. I had called my mom for details and was kind of regretting not being there to see grandma before she goes, and mom offered to let me talk to her. I felt a surge of sad gratefulness that I could talk to her again. But what would I say?
I am the “luckiest people”
The very first person I saw this morning, when I crawled over him to get a drink of water before going back to bed, was my Cohiba, my fiancé. When I came back, he curled back into me so sweetly, still dozing.
Je t’adore aussi
One particular smell that is dear to me for the memories is the perfume I’m wearing right now: J’Adore.
I Didn't Just Wake Up This Morning With A Craving 