My Dog is Chelsea

So back in late February, a whole bunch of my relatives met in Aspen for a family ski vacation. My mother and I both had connecting flights in Denver, and since hers was delayed about five hours, she was still there when I arrived from Portland. We reunited and I bought some food and she [...]

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My frisbee team wants a new name. Up until now we’ve been called Pen Fifteen, AKA PEN15—you know, like, that “penis club” joke from fifth grade? Yeah. I personally love the name and think it’s hilarious (yes, I know, I have the sense of humor of a 12-year-old, so what?). But there has been a [...]

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Everything’s fine. I appreciate everyone’s concern, thoughts, best wishes, positive vibes, etc. My mother, naturally, was on the phone with her office just hours after her surgery to discuss matters of life-threatening urgency, like, you know, how much her organization should spend on office supplies in the upcoming year. She told me that she’s just [...]

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Everything always seems to happen at once.
Tomorrow, my mother is having brain surgery. Well, not exactly brain surgery (she’s already had that twice), but a procedure—targeted radiation called a gamma knife—to remove the tumor that keeps coming back. I don’t know enough about the gamma knife (heck, I don’t even know if that’s what it’s [...]

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Thank you to all for your thoughts and sympathy. I arrived today in New York City and the funeral is tomorrow. I will update more when I have more to say.
My mother is dusting every corner of the apartment at the moment. In fact, just twenty minutes ago, we were heading to the kitchen when she stopped in [...]

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