Dear Susan, Recently overheard in the Kennedy living room: “Who is that long-haired hippie?” “Is it ZZ Top?” “No, the beard’s not quite right.” “It’s the Oak Ridge Boys. They’ve been traveling around with their suits for the last few weeks in case the President passed.” Not your usual holiday party chit chat, huh? By… Continue reading All the Best, Mr. President
Dear Anne, “Rita couldn’t have the surgery. It’s spread to her lymph nodes.” I was at church for our annual Mass of Remembrance—a lovely Mass for all those who died in the past year, with individual candles for each of the deceased. Ironically, I was there to light the candle for my friend Claire (her… Continue reading Don’t You Forget About Me
*This week, instead of writing to Anne, I write to my soon-to-be daughter-in-law’s mother, who passed away when Alexandra was 14. Alex’s father died a year later. Dear Janet, Wedding plans are humming along here, just days to go now. Alex is handling all the last-minute details and stress like a champ. Not a bridezilla… Continue reading Gaining a Daughter (and a Guardian Angel)
Dear Anne, A little more than a week ago, I was sitting in the Philadelphia airport during the first of two nor-easter’s we were hit with in the course of seven days. The arrivals and departures board listed cancellation after cancellation, but our flight to South Carolina was miraculously still On Time. Hubby and I… Continue reading I’m Leaving–On a Jet Plane?
Dear Susan, While you have been busy wedding planning, I have been busy death cleaning. Yeah, you heard me. I was thrilled to start the New Year reading Margareta Magnusson’s book The Gentle Art of Swedish Death Cleaning, which I had been eagerly anticipating since last fall. This is the latest in a series of… Continue reading A Matter of Life and Death Cleaning