karmaville

Mother's Day

I find more and more that the memories I have of my mom are increasingly the last few months and especially the last few days of her life.  I can immediately remember the sights and smells of the hospital, the beep the sensor made as her oxygen levels dropped, and the long walk to her room to say goodbye for the last time.  What I can't remember is what her voice sounded like,  where we were when we talked about her dying, or what I gave her on her last Mother's Day.   I am even having trouble remembering what she looked like without having to look at her picture.  When I try to remember my mom, all I see is her in the hospital bed as she faded away in her last hours.

All I want is to remember my mother on Mother's Day the way she was when she was happy and full of life.  As time moves on and my memories of her continue to fade, I know I may never be able to do that again and that makes my heart ache in a way I never thought possible.

"I get profiled in a national magazine and all I get is this lousy url..."

It has been less than a year since I last posted here so this is not offically an "abandoned" site, just very, very lonely one.

About six months ago I got a phone call from a writer asking if I was interested in being profiled in The Scientist magazine.  I said sure, and the result came out this month. I am not a fan of the picture, I like this one of me much better, but what can I do, I only had a little time to get it to them.  The article was a little more intensely personal than I remember of our conversation, but evidently, I talked a little more than I usually do about my earlier life.

As for general me updates, I have a new job, Director of Public Affairs here, but that's not really new since I worked there (here?) before.  Not much else is new.  Same life, same friends, same apartments, same...well everything.  Except I got a new camera, so I may post some pictures now and again.  But I wouldn't get too excited about a lot happening here.

Oh, except that now you know my full name, my age, where I work, what I look like, and more stuff about me than most people do.  So no stalkers okay? 

Not unless you're cute and single.