Daniel Greene

Author: Daniel Greene

  • Mom is really gone.

    This weekend is sadder than the whole week of shiva. Today I feel like my mom is dead and gone. Really, really dead and really, really gone.

  • I am well-formed of intensity

    I am well-formed  of intensity, so that it cheers honey.

    I am near your region. I am charming. [hyperlink here]

    My pics there would have to partake of the form and material of the latter.

    — A peculiarly poetic email in my Spam folder today

  • Landslide of tears

    Just heard Stevie Nicks singing Landslide and broke down crying while driving to get my hair cut. Mom liked that song and wasn’t that much older than Stevie Nicks.

  • Introducing Callie

    After my mom died, we adopted her kitty, Callie. I had not wanted to promise my mother we would adopt her, because I feared how our dogs and a cat would get along, but after she died I decided to do it.

    Callie is a Maine coon. Very affectionate and gentle! So far, she is telling us where she wants to go by walking out of doors (no, I don’t want to be closed in the bathroom) or walking up to doors (I would like to leave this bedroom, please). She has found a couple few hiding places where she seeks refuge when she wants to, but she has also stood up for herself to our bigger dog, Buxley. She and Zoey (our little Chihuahua) seem to have no problem but for a little tentative advances and retreats. I would love to blog about this more, but I have to finish my master’s degree coursework this month after a week of sitting shiva amidst going out to San Diego to take care of business and help organize a memorial service. Overall, I have high hopes for our three pets.

  • Haiku of a bereaved son at the end of shiva

    Mirrors uncovered
    I see the pain in my face
    Yet I see her too