Diary entries relating to "Anne Strieber"
Wednesday, June 11, 2014
Whitley and I go to one of the local farmer’s markets several times a week. When we’re in the farmer’s market, I usually ride in my wheelchair—not because I can’t walk, but because it puts me at eye level with all the fruits and vegetables.
We own a practical hybrid car right now, but we used to own a...
Monday, July 15, 2013
A weekly reading and discussion group Whitley and I are in seems to fixated on the subject of death right now, which is something that those of us who are actually FACING IT find distressing--I would much rather talk about LIFE.
One thing I learned, that I told everyone there, is that when it's your time to go, one of your dead...