Jen had a movie date with Andrew Saturday as planned. While I was sort of waiting for her to call, David called instead. He never calls during the day, so it was a nice surprise. We made small talk for a while and talked about football a little. Then he asked if I had any […]
I went to meet Jen at Cafe Doye tonight. She was picking a movie with a young man named Andrew. He’s really adorable, a poet, she says, and he’s been in there a few times. They’re going to the movie tomorrow afternoon. I’m happy for her. I hope she has a great time. I’m very […]
Jen came over tonight, and we watched the Thursday shows. She calls it Mom Night. I love the time we spend together. If only David were here, it would be perfect! I gave Jen her pumpkin. I guess I’ll mail David’s out tomorrow. It’s probably silly to give them each their miniature pumpkin now, but, […]
I saw Susan today. We spoke about some of the things that have been hurting me most of my life. We have to work on getting my feelings to match my intellect. She said my catastrophizing symptoms primarily and some situations is due to irrational thoughts. She said I should write down what I was […]
In early October I emailed my mom a note from a MovableType mailing list that mentioned a hack I had written. It was pretty silly, just a short mention of a lame hack I wrote for a blogging platform. Here is her reply: Hi, hon, That is extremely, very, incredibly cool!!! I don’t think I […]
In the middle of October of 2001, mom replied to an email about a news article I’d sent her in late August of that year. The news article — about the benefits of breastfeeding — has disappeared from its original location, but can still be found on the Internet Archive Wayback Machine. (And that makes […]
On TV, Almanzo Wilder just said, “I don’t want to waste a day.” How many days have I wasted? Kathleen A. Gagne
In which mom sends me some essays
The Gators lost to Auburn today, effectively taking them out of the running for the national championship. It was an awful game, as if another team showed up … Jen was really upset. I assume David was, too, because I couldn’t reach him after the game. I guess I’ll call him early tomorrow. I worry […]
I tried it today. I sat and thought about myself as a child. The scenes that came easily were the times I felt along (in a closet hiding with the money, in my bed on Lakeside, writing at my rolltop desk, in my big room at Nana’s). And I tried to reach out to that […]