I’ve come to complain about the cold, and my history with cold, and all of the cold places I’ve lived in, and how I never knew of a temperate climate emotionally, and only recently physically, and how now, in the one mild clime I have come to count on, I have been betrayed by cold—a ghastly, impossible cold that has come to squat here, a colossal frigid hobgoblin crouched in my gentle-weathered city, mocking me with its immovability.
I landed here from Dave Bonta's blog. Your writing brought me here; I had to follow it to read the whole thing. I'm so sorry for your loss, and a little in awe of your ability to write so beautifully about it. Because I went to high school with some McHenrys and you referenced ferries, I googled your mother's obituary to see if you are a relative of the girl I once knew in Burien (Kelly). Not sure if you are or not, but this still feels like a small world in the big, wide one kind of thing.
Thank you, Rita. I know your work and have read it over the years, although I'm not sure how I first was introduced to you. McHenry is my married name, and there are a million McHenry's on the East Coast, not so much out here, so I'm not sure if there is a connection, but that's a lovely thought and maybe there is. Thank you for reading my work!
I landed here from Dave Bonta's blog. Your writing brought me here; I had to follow it to read the whole thing. I'm so sorry for your loss, and a little in awe of your ability to write so beautifully about it. Because I went to high school with some McHenrys and you referenced ferries, I googled your mother's obituary to see if you are a relative of the girl I once knew in Burien (Kelly). Not sure if you are or not, but this still feels like a small world in the big, wide one kind of thing.
Thank you, Rita. I know your work and have read it over the years, although I'm not sure how I first was introduced to you. McHenry is my married name, and there are a million McHenry's on the East Coast, not so much out here, so I'm not sure if there is a connection, but that's a lovely thought and maybe there is. Thank you for reading my work!
Thank you for sharing this tribute to your mother.
Thank you, Sabina! I hope you are well.
💚. Beautifully written.
Thank you, Jo-Ann!
I wish you strength and warmth, my dear friend.