For months now, maybe even close to a year, I’ve been gently nudging Mini to post some of her really wonderful poetry on here (don’t worry, she’s fairly compensated!) but she’s understandably shy & rather busy too. So I thought
4 Years.
Today makes year 4 since my sister Amanda (the OG Dr. Wise Money) committed suicide. Today I’ve made my bed, put away laundry, organized my spare closet, and taken a bath. Later I’m going to paint my nails for the
Stephen Colbert and Anderson Cooper on Grief
I’m staying in as much as possible to do my part in helping to curb the spread of Covid-19. Found a YouTube gem today. Little silver linings.
A snippet from every book I read so far in 2020
I used to post a lot of first lines and final lines, but have fallen off since last year. I’m finally accepting that– for me– attempting to update on preset days (see also Poetry Ptuesday, which doesn’t even alliterate for
365 Days of Gratitude: Day 3, or, Double Love.
Today I learned about Mini and Grandma’s (i.e. the mother of yours truly here) “double love”. Side note: a bit of background, my late sister Amanda’s Chinese name, Wu Shuang, plainly translated, meant “no double”. The phrase derives from “tian