Poets and Saints"Do any human beings ever realize life while they live it?" "No. The saints and poets, maybe. They do some." --From Thorton Wilder's Our TownSimple Pleasures- June 22, 2005 I'm eating a lot of avocados these days. They feel exotic. A gift of indulgence. I rarely bought them before--only a few times of year when I craved guacamole, but now I buy them often, several times a month even, and serve them on a special salad or part of a Mexican meal. Strawberries too. I am getting handfuls from the garden and eating them on cheesecake or even in a cup of milk with a sprig of mint. The small ones are the best, sweet and flavorful. Some of the red gems are half...http://blogs.salon.com/0002857/2005/06/21.html#a118 THE FOOL'S DANCE- June 9, 2005 A headache will never just be a headache. This is what cancer does to you. It makes you a hypochondriac. A chronic worrier. A pain here. A cough there. It passes by the normal, healthy people like a fly buzzing around their head, unnoticed. But for the sick and those who love them, it is a red light warning sign, a note scribbled on a messy tablet, "Something to tell the doctor." Sam coughs four, maybe five before he falls asleep. It is deep and low, rattling his bones like the wind..http://blogs.salon.com/0002857/2005/06/08.html#a117 |