For as long as I can remember I’ve made music. It started with clarinet in grammar school, piano in high school, guitar in college and somewhere along the line my voice became good enough to listen to. Other than clarinet I was self taught, and therefore my musical education was spotty in places but it…… Continue reading Mourning Music
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Empty
Quiet windows and closed doors Quiet stairways, empty floors Still the ghosts of past memories flow Empty cupboards remember when Darling child’s laughter’s spin Those days may never come ever again Cold outside the snowflakes fall Empty rooms and empty halls Lonely without heart and home so dear Still to find the new green grass…… Continue reading Empty
Pussy Hats Galore
I was thinking about going to the Portsmouth NH women’s march tomorrow. So I started reading about trans women and the women’s marches and uncovered and unfortunate truth. Many of my sisters are a thin skinned and, pardon me for saying so, whiny bunch. We whine about the number of trans speakers, the use of…… Continue reading Pussy Hats Galore
Sour Apple Days
I am blessed in many ways. I sit here, warm, fed, and with people in my life that care about me, love me and who would come and help me if I needed it. The last at least in part because I wouldn’t ask for any trivial reason. I am blessed in my transition. Being…… Continue reading Sour Apple Days
Fifteen years of stress
My father moved in with us a few weeks before my daughter’s bat mitzvah. There I was, parked outside of his Briarcliff Manor, NY apartment with my 1997 Ford Taurus. We packed as much as the car would hold and left the rest for my sister and brother in law to sort out. It was…… Continue reading Fifteen years of stress
Thanksgiving 2017
Again the holidays are coming round and as welcoming and wonderful as they are for those with loved ones near, they can be horrid for those of us adrift. I tried to look for a safe harbor to celebrate Thanksgiving. I asked various friends if they knew of someone with space. My plans are to…… Continue reading Thanksgiving 2017
Clothing post puberty
Also post retirement, on weekends, relaxing. I’m struggling because for work I’d dress up a bit, not crazy and not more than other women. But for work I’d wear nice slacks, a skirt or a dress and now it’s all jeans, corduroy, capris. I wear skirts in hot weather or even light dresses because they’re…… Continue reading Clothing post puberty
En retraite
it sounds better in French, doesn’t it? Retired. In French you might think I was taking a retreat, but it means the same. I found myself at the start of last Summer feeling more and more tired and in particular I’d find myself at work blocked several times a day. But I’d get up and…… Continue reading En retraite
My Two Biggest Losses
I don’t think these will be a surprise, and neither could be different either, these are as they need to be. I made a choice to move forward with my life and to become Rachel and even though the other choice wasn’t an affirmative one, it was available, and if I’m entirely truthful I cannot…… Continue reading My Two Biggest Losses
At the end of my days
All things come to an end The mayfly’s dance so short and sweet The slow existence of a star for whom we exist in the fraction of the atom’s face Seeing god’s glory We leave this world alone as we came in, Perhaps a little heavier with the memories we have accumulated Perhaps a little…… Continue reading At the end of my days
My Gifted Life 