Tuesday: Gap Day

7:07 PM - Got home about a half hour ago and snapped into action immediately by posting a poem.

Had a lovely luncheon today honoring a departing colleague.  She told me that she gave her class an assignment about transitional objects like kids' blankets and discovered that the concept applies to adults too.  Like when a parent passes... We all chipped in for the meal at Nobo and and for a necklace for Madi.  And I gave her a copy of my book.  And she gave me a ride home.  She will be missed.

7:25 PM - Thinking about what home means, what family means, what it means to be alone or together.

11:59 and Beyond - Oh to be in the moment of life. When you think about it - all there is is a moment.

Someone googled Miss Quigley and this post was the number one result.

Make (Me) Believe

By Neil Fleischmann

o

A thousand

years ago

in a land

far away

before time,

you’d fill my

days and nights

l

Mr. Stone

and Quigley

I miss you

in my baths

and pictures

on the wall

where are you

l

Imagined friends

can’t disappear

till someone

says goodbye

so I wonder

where are mine 

so hard to find