Showing posts with label death. Show all posts
Showing posts with label death. Show all posts
Sunday, November 25, 2018
EOL
"Mother" harkens to the memory of home and hearth, but today reminds me that sometime soon, I will no longer have a home to return to.
Saturday, November 10, 2018
Pre-Mortum
Mistyping the tense of a mother requires speedy correction, but cannot move quicker than the mind's eye.
Sunday, August 2, 2015
Tuesday, December 2, 2008
"Bypass Death" And Do Not Make A Monopoly Joke
Immortality has been achieved by a jellyfish but is it the sort of immortality that most would want?
Saturday, August 30, 2008
From Beyond The Veil
I think that if I knew in advance that I was about to die I would use Blogger's new Schedule A Post feature to leave a message for my family and friends a week after my death.
Labels:
death,
dorkiness,
family,
friendship,
modern issues,
open letter,
writing
Sunday, August 24, 2008
The Intracoastal Waterway Claims Another Victim
Reading the article about my cousin's death makes the entire situation feel real in a way that even attending the memorial service did not.
Sunday, August 17, 2008
Sorry - Please Try Again
The universe giving me a sandwich does not really make up for the fact that my cousin was just killed in a boating accident.
Labels:
death,
disbelief,
family,
incorrect,
just for reference,
moments of sorrow,
unreasonableness
Monday, June 23, 2008
“Scratch Any Cynic And You’ll Find A Disappointed Idealist"
All sadness aside and all things considered, I'm surprised his heart didn't fail years ago.
Tuesday, January 1, 2008
Two Entirely Different Types Of "Alone"
Her father has died and I have been left alone on New Year's Morning but not nearly as alone as she.
Thursday, December 27, 2007
It Seems Like Such A Long Time Ago
The smell of the slowly dying Christmas tree reminds me of playing Nintendo when I was little.
Labels:
children/childhood,
death,
fun and games,
holidays,
memories
Friday, October 19, 2007
I'm Not Scared But She's Making A Mess
I think that my dead neighbor-lady might be haunting my kitchen.
Sunday, September 23, 2007
Bonne Nuit Monsieur Marceau
How do you mourn the passing of someone that you already thought to be dead?
Thursday, August 30, 2007
Arachnoid Death Spasms
I think that my neighbor-lady killed my writing spider and, if I am able to confirm this, I may never speak to her again.
Labels:
death,
irrevocable change,
moments of sorrow,
outside,
ramifications
Monday, August 27, 2007
A Phone Call I Never Anticipated Making
What is the proper reaction upon finding out that someone whom, up until four years ago, you saw several times a week but were never terribly close to has died?
Wednesday, August 8, 2007
Just Because You Don't Want It To Be True Doesn't Make It So
The Yangtze River Dolphin may very well be extinct now because of the senseless destruction humans seem to spawn everywhere they roam and I cannot help but hope that they have secretly escaped their fate, even as I mourn their passing.
Labels:
animals,
death,
escape,
futility,
hope,
irrevocable change,
moments of sorrow,
unfortunate truths
Monday, August 6, 2007
The Small Print Will Get You Every Time
I make the best effort that I am able when it comes to spiders on the walls of my shower, but when I look up and the spider in question has moved in my direction and/or disappeared, all treaties are henceforth null and void.
Friday, June 29, 2007
You're Always On My Mind
After realizing that if I had taken the medicine prescribed for my migraines with the medicine prescribed for my craziness I could have died from internal bleeding, I lost the rest of my already meager amount of trust in the medical professionals in my life.
Thursday, June 28, 2007
But Everything Looks Perfect From Far Away
You cannot take the pictures with you.
Labels:
death,
discomfort,
moments of sorrow,
pictures,
unfortunate truths,
world view
Friday, May 4, 2007
We Are Not As So Far Removed As We Would Like To Think
Reading about the Kent State Shootings has reaffirmed my fear that the freedoms in the "Land of the Free" are truly more of an illusion than a reality.
Labels:
america,
cycles,
death,
discomfort,
dissent,
past and present,
reading,
reaffirmations,
safety,
unfortunate truths,
world view
Thursday, March 15, 2007
Farewell, Dear Friend
Words cannot properly describe the spectrum of emotions I felt tonight when I was oh-so-offhandedly informed that a dog that I've grown up with died several weeks ago and no one had the decency to tell me.
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