I wish it were still summer, though winter is a good time to really buckle down and get some work done. I’m feeling that heavily this year: age, health and emotionally charged issues will do that to a person.
If they are lucky.
Did i tell you too that 2 days before his birthday on Sept 8, my darling son “divorced” himself from me? This year has had enough of its way with me. Except for 3 lines from him then, i haven’t seen or spoken to him since June end. I miss him, i love him. The door is ALWAYS open, Honey, no matter what.
I say to this year “Your balls? My boots.” (To paraphrase the best response to a certain American asshole’s comment about women’s bodily autonomy. Who’s scared now, Asshole?)
Never mind that though and what’s South of the Canadian border (except for a few friends). I am sad for that, but very very happy in my happy lonely place.
albedo too 
I’m with you – this year has been the biggest pile of excrement in so many ways. I don’t know if I can write about it but I think I need to but if one more person says “my condolences” I think I shall scream! So effing trite! Don’t give me trite! Say something from the heart or nothing if there’s nothing there! Don’t insult with trite! Not sure where that came from . . . . wounds?
Keep that door open.
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Wendy, i’m assuming from your words, that someone important has left you, and i am so very very sorry. There really aren’t any words that make that feel better and i certainly understand how you feel. Hugs across the ether. Take care of yourself.
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Gosh. What heartbreak. I hope he finds a way back to your open heart/door.
I feel I have been silently screaming here.
Writing will come here too.
This past weekend I was teaching a shibori and indigo workshop at the Japanese American National Museum and it was such a relief to completely cocoon ourselves in the creative textile experience with people who I trust and love. I came back from it feeling like myself.
Today is Monday now and …well… the world is less assured.
Love to you.
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Yes, i agree-immersion in something creative or at least thoroughly enjoyable is the best thing we have now. (I’m no good around people in the flesh right now however. Can’t concentrate on them, don’t care for most of them…) I haven’t watched current tv or listened to radio for months, just sticking with my PVR and my shows there. Amazing how zombies and aliens aren’t as scary as real life!
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I hear you. I’m reluctant to be around too many people in person just yet too but the JANM is a very safe space focused on teaching about democracy and the dangers of marginalizing communities.
Its permanent exhibit is called Common Ground and teaches the history of the incarceration of Japanese American citizens in concentration camps during the war. I’m always happy to be there.
This time the temp exhibit focuses on how internees kept, fostered and taught arts and crafts while incarcerated. Inspiring and engaging.
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Talk about kicking you in the teeth when you were already down. I hope your son thinks better of his distancing himself and realizes that life is just too short for such angst.
I think many of us are more than grateful for our creative pursuits in these times of such uncertainty.
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I have NO clue why he decided to do this, not one iota of clarity. I thought we were in a position where we had talked enough of the past that we were past it. Every family has issues but i don’t know why he decided this was the best way to handle it.
I’m in a FB group for parents whose children have “left” them, divorced, emancipated at whatever age, whatever you want to call it. Estranged sounds so harsh but……you’d be shocked at how many parents actually have to deal with this. It’s a horrendously heart crushing thing and it’s actually worse than a death.
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{{{{Arlee}}}}
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