Today I’m going to share a little about loss and what Marcus teaches me about how to deal with death and grief.
I write for immortality. In times of grief and loss, I write for the immortality of the one whom we have lost. Today I write for a good friend and woman who called me granddaughter from the moment we met.
Where to begin? With her kindness to all living creatures? With her patience for mankind? With her faith? With her generosity to neighbors? With her great cooking and propensity for hospitality, not in a “Bring out the fine china” sort of way, in a “You will always feel welcomed and warmed in my home” sort
I just got off the phone with Marcus’ Great- Abuela.
She is originally from Uruguay, and now lives in a very small Midwestern town. She is over 90 years old and I want to be her when I grow up. Today she said to me, “You are a mother with a capital M. Marcus teaches you. You love him and he teaches you and you teach the world.” “
Don’t give up,” she said, “You can do it.”
First thing on my mind is the blog I wrote yesterday for “The Road,” where I finally throw my hat into the ring and talk about my “stand” on Sheltered Workshops. This is just the beginning, friends, I hope to say and do more about this in the coming weeks and I’ll