Archiv der Kategorie: Aileen

It’s time

It’s time. In the midst of an unrelated exchange recently, I suddenly and quietly said to a friend, “I’m going to give up the Workshop now.” He stopped, looked into my face and asked, equally quietly, “Does it hurt?” When … Weiterlesen

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Good Enough

“Hi, you’re on the guest list!” What a wonderful greeting to hear as soon as I walked through the door last night. Although it sounds trivial, it actually mattered very much to me. There is nothing better than hip hop … Weiterlesen

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Trying to paint a ceiling with a broken elbow

  Another first time: on Sunday morning I took myself to the emergency room at the hospital all by my lonesome. If there were tears in my eyes, it was because of the pain, not because there was a young … Weiterlesen

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Thinking about changing spaces again

  A clear sign that a building is alive and lived in, I believe, is when the spaces keep changing. All the time the boys were growing up, our flat was always changing to accommodate their needs and ours – … Weiterlesen

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November

Someday, in some distant future, I like to think that a time may come, when November won’t hurt. It seems hard to imagine that now, but it’s what I like to tell myself. Returning to Linz the day before the … Weiterlesen

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Sisters

There is a word for it. There is actually a “technical” term that I have come across on the various websites about grief and mourning and bereavement that I read. It is a recognized psychological phenomenon, this unexpected and sudden … Weiterlesen

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Crossing Europe without Peter

Another first time: the Crossing Europe Film Festival ended yesterday, the first Crossing Europe ever without Peter. Although the involvement of our entire household last year became a bit intense in the end, Peter and I had worked for Crossing … Weiterlesen

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Missing Peter

Where are you, my love? Whatever has captured your attention elsewhere, it is time to stop and come home and focus now, before things get completely out of hand. Recently I dreamed that Paddy managed to find his father and … Weiterlesen

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A Widow’s Tasks

Peter and I lived together for twenty-five years, more than half of his short life. Within that space of time, together we built networks, fascinating networks of computers, strong networks of friends, two internationally successful businesses and an important and … Weiterlesen

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Changing Spaces – Reprise

By chance, on the day that Paddy was to drive our car to Vienna to move his things into his new flat in Vienna, we were woken very early by the postman, who delivered a very large box addressed to … Weiterlesen

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