December 8, 2011
Tony played the trumpet. Tony played the piano. And often, with enough cajoling, he would play a round of scrabble or dominoes too. Especially if his odds looked good. Tony came into my life when I met my husband–an added bonus to our relationship that I often joked was what kept me around. He was full of spunk, good stories, and always perfectly timed words of advice. He had the impeccable ability to command a room in a most casual and comfortable way. And spending time with him felt bubbly like champagne mixed with the excitement of a lucky lottery [...]
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November 9, 2011
As if one marathon wasn’t enough, my wonderful dream friend, Natty, decided to put on her running sneaks and tackle that 26.ridiculous mile New York course again this year. All in the name of Lupus research. All so that someday, people like me won’t have to feel tired, run-down, or kidney-less because of this chronic disease. While Natty ferry’d over to the starting line, the rest of us bundled up and leisurely walked across the Island, bundled up of course, to await her passing. And as we slowly strutted our way uptown, I reflected on this wonderful dream friend of [...]
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