Loss Is So Paradoxical: It Is At

Writing Has Always Been The Primary Way I Make Sense Of The World.

Suddenly It Was Fall, The Season Of Death, The Anniversary Of Things-going-to-hell.

Funerals Cost So Much Money, And Are Likely To Be An Additional Source Of Stress In This Recession - It's Sad That We Don't Have A More Humane, Less Commercialized Way To Approach Burial.

A Mother, After All, Is Your Entry Into The World. She Is The Shell In Which You Divide And Become A Life. Waking Up In A World Without Her Is Like Waking Up In A World Without Sky: Unimaginable.

My Whole Life, I Had Been Taught To Read And Study, To Seek Understanding In Knowledge Of History, Of Cultures.