After my disappointing car selling attempt a few weeks ago, I called a friend to complain. He told a story about when he was settling his mother’s estate and had to sell a couple of her old cars.
Carnundrum
During the past five years, my wife and I had little use for two cars. I worked from home (or not at all), she drove very little and we almost never drove both cars simultaneously. Now that she’s gone, I planned to sell her car. I’ve got my 2004 Scion 9 (the Toaster) with…
My Wife Died Last Night
Ellen was my one and only true love. For 29 years she was the light of my life. She brought joy, color and life into my world. She fought her cancer with every bit of her mind and body, enduring grueling treatments and suffering from months of pain trying to stay alive for me and…
Dying Without Dignity
I live in Florida, a state that has no “death with dignity” law, so for eight days I sat by my wife’s bedside in the hospital waiting for her to die. If we had such a law, it would have saved us months of anguish. It would have given my wife a peaceful death in…
Fashion Show – Remembering My Wife
I was talking to Zack the other day about what to do with my wife’s clothing after she dies. Normally, I am a purger. Whenever we moved or downsized in the past, I got rid of stuff quickly. If I hadn’t seen or used it for a year I got rid of it. But this…
Car Insurance Stupidity
My wife no longer drives her car. She hasn’t driven for months due to the debilitating pain and side effects from her cancer and treatments. Now she’s in her final days at a hospice facility and will never be driving again. So I called my car insurance broker yesterday to have her removed from my…
Are You Afraid Of Dark Skinned People?
If you follow politics and the news, you’ll hear about hordes of immigrants trying to cross the border to steal our jobs. You’ll see videos of young black men being arrested. You’ll read stories about crime in Chicago’s West Side and Miami’s Overton neighborhoods which are full of African Americans, hispanics and immigrants. If you’ve…
Crybaby
I stopped crying when I was 7 years old. My parents divorced for the 2nd time. Then my mother said we were moving far away to Pittsburgh. I bawled my eyes out but nothing changed. After that I decided I would never cry again. Getting tough After my parents divorced I was told, “You’re the man…
Who Will Take Care Of You?
Yesterday the hospice chaplain came to see my wife. I intercepted her at the door because Ellen had made it crystal clear in advance that she wanted nothing to do with a chaplain, priest or rabbi. The chaplain was so kind. She spent 15 minutes listening to my tale of woe about Ellen’s cancer, the…
Just Show Up
When people learned of my wife’s cancer, they all said, “Is there anything I can do?” or “Let me know if there’s some way I can help.” Then most of them disappeared. But not all of them.