Thoughts, experiences and adventures from a resident of DelSo aka Delaware Avenue South in Albany, N.Y.
It’s been a week. First, there was the 100 mile (each way) road trip on Sunday to watch my son’s soccer team play in the finals which ended in an urgent care visit and 3 staples in his scalp after he took a cleat to the head. Looks pretty innocent, right? The next night, Rocco … Continue reading Full moon, full life, full heart
My last full day in Nafplio was a difficult one. The well being of the tiny kitten I felt compelled to care for weighed heavily on me. There were tears and I felt mentally and emotionally occupied much of the day. My appetite disappeared and the indulgent last meal I had imagined with anticipation lost … Continue reading Mantra for a kitten. And me.
I’d heard it mewling, maybe since the first day I arrived. I assumed the kitten was being unattended periodically as its mother perhaps searched for food in this country where stray cats and dogs often fend for themselves. By the third day however, the sound the kitten was making took on proportions, for me, on … Continue reading The white kitten
The trip I’m currently in the midst of was planned numerous times during the past 3 years. The original plan for 2020 was for two weeks in Spain with my youngest son, followed by two weeks in Greece on my own. As you might imagine, there was no trip in 2020. I optimistically planned the … Continue reading Traveling solo. Again.
If you’d asked me a few years ago what I was seeking in a romantic relationship I’m confident that the words “to be courted” would have been part of that conversation. Actually, I’m absolutely certain we could go back and do a “DelSo blog” and “courted” Google search and find posts I’ve written over the … Continue reading Court and spark, please
Issues with my mother continue to occupy me but, stimulated by situations which my friends are experiencing, my thoughts have recently turned away from mothers and to fathers. In all honesty, pondering fatherhood feels a lot less angsty to me, especially now with my mother’s poor health and my own conflicted sense of responsibility and … Continue reading Daddy. Complex.
Over the years many friends have given me plants. I probably have 9 or 10 houseplants at this very moment which I received as gifts. For the most part, these plants do well, although I’ve learned that like the peplum in fashion, jade plants and I are never going to be friends. That’s ok. There … Continue reading The death of passion
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