Category Archives: about love
So my friend/chauffeur got his car back on Monday. On his way to pick it up, he dropped my car off. “Promise me you will not drive the car today.” I hesitated. “I promise.” Why the hesitation? Because I seriously
Mom is on a train for the city. It has been fabulous having her here. Tona was right to put it in this context, “How would you feel if one of your kids was seriously hurt and they said, ‘I’m
Evan Mast by Elaine Oyzon-Mast “Tita Weez? How come you go to the right?” “Evan? Is that you?…I had a problem in my brain and it made me go right. But I can go straight now. And left. I can
It was crazy. I had my phone. This is how I let people know what was going on. Over a hundred people commented and wrote and wished me well. This is just a snapshot of it all. It’s worth remembering.