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Fri, Jan 15, 2016, 2:16 PM
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Sweetheart, we do ... go. Ironically, it is a more powerful thing to say goodbye than hello, but, in that power, we not only remember but reflect on those memories - as you did quite well here. I'm - somewhat torturously - writing a similar letter to my out-of-it sister who hides from everything from our mutual sister to her kids, so I'm familiar with this age-of-reflection. But it's always different, and always shows new sides.
I'm also chatting again with Irene Alinsky, in part because it helps clarify why/what/how/and when to write a book, but, in larger part, to see how ideas of youth are still alive - in some ways more alive now than when, in youth, they were new. You'd be proud of me last night, for example, when I went to one of those perennial meetings that Somerville has about affordable housing and gentrification, began crabby about how the perennial consultants want the public to "fill in the blanks" rather than create new terms and ideas, only to discover that my fellow "citizens" actually did create new ideas, and that the consultant was actually supporting - so, after the meeting I actually congratulated him!
And, wearing an orange sweater, I felt like a large round orange in a summer lunchbag.
Be well. There will always be bon soir's. One thing you might consider is how extraordinary it is you're surviving so well - every morning and every evening with Charlie Rose I'm surprised that another day starts and ends. And, frankly, that surprise makes the day go by with much, much more energy, fun, and even direction. I'm more alive now than I was ever before, and that's a pretty good record to break, daily....
Be well, and take care, and enjoy taking care.