family Category
The Please Don’t Divorce Us Campaign
By: webb on: Jan 3,2009 In: 1,000 words, as a three-dollar-bill, family, right nowHave you contributed?
Polly, over at Lesbian Dad, is doing some ambitious fundraising to be sure that people who love each other can legally marry. Vote No On Prop 8, tell three people to vote no on Prop 8, and give $5. And then do it all (okay, maybe not the voting) again tomorrow.
It’s about community
By: webb on: Oct 29,2008 In: 1,000 words, as a three-dollar-bill, family, right nowThe kind of community that you have and the kind of community that you want to have. SouthernGirl (aka Spawnmama) and I got married — officially and legally married — on Saturday, Oct 18. People people from all parts of our lives celebrated with us. And we did not get married because of benefits or [...]
I understand now
By: webb on: Jul 15,2008 In: familyWe had a small dog at one time. A little black and white dog. And we came home one day, when she was old, to find her, literally, trying to dig her teeth out of her mouth with her paws. Everything was bloody. We took her to the vet and decided it worth the risk [...]
Two years ago, things weren’t so good
By: webb on: Mar 4,2008 In: familyWe were finding out the extent of Ramsey’s cancer. It was a dark time. I mainly remembering learning more than I wanted to know about breast cancer and the treatment options. And repeating, repeating, repeating the same stories on the phone. Losing track of who I had talked to and who I hadn’t. Things are [...]
Conversations
By: webb on: Oct 26,2007 In: familyMe: (opening bedroom door) Were you calling? LucyBeck: No. I wasn’t calling you. Me: Are you sure? LucyBeck: I wasn’t calling you. Me: Do you need anything? LucyBeck: Mommy? Me: …. LucyBeck: I want you to leave now.
The oncologist’s story
By: webb on: Oct 2,2007 In: familyIt was in the 1960s, he said. Living in St. Louis for medical school. One three-day weekend in four years. It’s illegal to do that now, he told us. Ramsey’s oncologist likes to tell stories. He likes to check-in and give advice. He’s a dad-all-the-time kind of guy. So, on that one three-day weekend, he [...]
Wilmer Moore, RIP
By: webb on: Mar 14,2007 In: familyI did not know my grandfather well. But I know that he will be missed.
Why?
"He stopped commenting on this oddness of hers. She said the news clippings she sent to friends were a perfectly reasonable way to correspond. There were a thousand things to clip and they all said something about the way she felt. He watched her read and cut. She wore half-glasses and worked the scissors grimly. She believed these were personal forms of expression. She believed no message she could send a friend was more intimate and telling than a story in the paper about a violent act, a crazed man, a bombed Negro home, a Buddhist monk who sets himself on fire. Because these are the things that tell us how we live." -Don Dellilo, Libra
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