What is it?The Daily Cure for me is trying to smell taste touch—really experience— something, each day, that reminds me that I'm alive and, mostly, happy to be here. A small moment that should go a long way, at least in theory.
Monthly Archives: September 2013
The skies are blah today—opaque, not giving away their secrets. The air, though still warmish, sports the first twinges of cold. People bend a bit more into their tasks, irretrievably committed to their autumnal routines of work and school, with the next … Continue reading
This week, my mother is moving to an assisted living facility in Atlanta, Georgia to live closer to my brother. She’s going with an open mind and a good, healthy sense of adventure. She knows that my brother and I … Continue reading
I don’t know if it’s the sucky economy and the do-nothing-about-it-Italian government or the fact that it’s Friday and it’s been one helluva long week or if it’s just that I’m sort of tired in an autumnal, why-did-summer-have-to-end way. But … Continue reading
The last achingly beautiful breath of summer just whispered in my ear.