On Valentine’s Day 2011, Yuri released Love Letters, a CD that, through original music, told the story of our courtship, romance, and an unexpected present: marriage.
The Stone Pony, one of the world’s best-known music venues, opened its doors to concertgoers on Feb. 8, 1974. Like Yuri, a player on the Jersey Shore for fifty years, the Stone Pony is a survivor.
Physical pain is very real; physical challenges can seem insurmountable, but I don’t need to add to it with thoughts like “I wish this weren’t happening” or “Why is this happening to us?” The past two weeks were a difficult time; I felt post-traumatic symptoms, Yuri still recuperating from recent events, topping it off with harsh wintry conditions and the deep, silent darkness before dawn.
New Year’s Eve. The most memorable moment was when Yuri’s and my stars aligned and our crisscrossed paths across the universe finally met during the Viennese Masquerade Ball at Soyuzivka Heritage Center on New Year’s Eve 2010.
It was an unexpected present this Christmas season; It’s not where we ever thought we would be with decorations boxed in a storage unit, letters and card sending didn’t happen, and the only holiday travel I was on was to be with Yuri, who remains in a sub-acute rehab in Rockville
The end of the year brings us into the full circle of the ups and downs, the ins and outs, time-outs, and overtime for the Hail Marys that have been thrown and caught in the endzone to win the game. Yes, we’ve been watching football this season.
On November 27th, Yuri and I celebrated thirteen years as a married couple. There was a full moon, aptly named the Frosty Moon, and the open fields were blanketed with a thin frost-designed lace-work similar to the snowflake designs we see on window panes. I looked into the meaning of Lace, the traditional Thirteenth Wedding anniversary gift, more deeply
Twenty-five years ago, I fell in love with the Chesapeake Bay. My dream job brought me to Annapolis– on the circle where the Maryland state capitol has stood for hundreds of years, on the docks of Maritime history, in and around and into the heart of the largest estuary in North America.
November is National Family Caregivers Month. A salute to the countless family and friends who are primary caregivers. I watched two movies last week that highlight the role of the caregiver.
October 5, 2023. Shortness of breath since the morning. It’s a different atmosphere, a different world of medical care, when I took Yuri out of rural Eastern Shore and into Georgetown, Washington, DC.
The full moon rising just before dawn, a super moon, cast its blessings on us and dawned a new stage. We are not accepting “It is what it is.”
Living independently as senior citizens, we have been posed with a hard fact and harsh reality over this last misadventure in American healthcare– It’s not a question of If. It’s a question of When. Something Happens.