Last night I dreamed I went to the doctor for a checkup and found out I was in the advanced stages of a terminal disease, with only weeks to live. Granddaughter Ember was in the room and I gazed at her with overwhelming grief that I wouldn’t get to see her grow up and I wouldn’t be there for her. I decided not to tell anyone, friends or family, about my condition. When I asked […]
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Day 28: Editor’s Note
The editor and publisher of The Wormlips Scrapbook has an important message. If you are subscribed to this blog and are tired of the slew of recent post notifications crowding your inbox, you can unsubscribe via the link at the bottom of those emails and I’ll never even know you’ve done it. If for some reason that link doesn’t work, fire me an email (it won’t hurt my feelings) and I can figure out how […]
Read moreDay 27: A Failed Experiment
After my morning phone check-in with Ma, I walked to the farmers market during their senior hour at 9:00, donning my new mask and some nitrile gloves as I approached. It wasn’t too crowded, and safety measures were in place: not allowing customers to touch the products, and of course the six-foot distancing rule. Everyone there—vendors and shoppers alike—were masked or bandanna’d, except for one man. I found all kinds of goodies. That’s fresh rye […]
Read moreDay 26: Dog is My Pilot
Let me tell you about my dream last night. I was standing with my sister on a small grassy airfield in a clearing between a ring of dense pines. A middle-aged man stood by a little white biplane. It seated three people: the pilot and two passengers. He told us that he was going to try an experiment, and instructed us to climb aboard. We did, and then into the pilot’s seat he plunked a […]
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