Jun
12
2008
I’m back to the thinking about the present moment. I’m generally pretty good at staying present but sometimes I really forget about even trying. Yesterday I went to visit one our patients who lives in an apartment building by the lake. She’s in her 90s and lives all alone and has no family. She’s quite Read more…
Jun
10
2008
Last night Tarek and my friend Cat joined me and Greg for dinner and we had the nicest time out on the deck in the warm breeze under the moonlit sky. I made the best homemade pizza I’ve made yet with spicy chicken sausage, my special red sauce, ricotta cheese, mozzarella, parmesan, and kalamata olives Read more…
Feb
01
2008
They weren't kidding about the snow around here. It just doesn't stop. I feel like it's been snowing for months. Driving to work yesterday in the car, I leaned forward whenever I was stopped at lights and I watched the flakes landing on the windshield. They were fascinating to see up close–these perfectly formed crystals, Read more…
Dec
30
2007
And I thought 2006 was a big year. It’s Sunday morning and I’m sitting at my desk in my little apartment in Chicago, on the very edge of a new year. January of 2007 held no fortelling that over the next 12 months my life would lead me in such vast and varied directions…that I Read more…
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