Death And Dying

Marion on May 5, 2011

I may be losing my mind.  Or it may hormonal (I’ve been going through “the change” for about three years now).  It could also just be a normal part of aging about which I didn’t receive adequate warning. I’m talking about “time.”  Time changes as you age.  It moves faster.  This is not a secret.  […]

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Marion on March 27, 2011

Dora Stein could be described in many ways — a devoted wife to Jack for almost sixty years.  A mother of three.  A proud grandmother.   A “career woman.”  A teacher.  A volunteer.  But mostly, and all of her life, my mother was a fighter. It may sound silly to think of a tiny woman, who […]

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13:15, 24 March 2011 — My mother’s body continues to shrink and contract into itself.  Her breathing is shallower than it was.  I think she’s fighting less.  The gurgling sound is still there, though less loud than before, there is simple less fluid left within her or maybe the sound which had seemed horrible at […]

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Marion on March 22, 2011

It’s been many hours since she last spoke, but her breathing is steady, loud and labored.  My sister and are sitting in a shit-smelly room in the Albany Medical Center, 5th floor, neurology unit.  My sister is reading her kindle by the light of the patient’s bathroom.  I am writing this backlit by my mac.  […]

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Marion on February 22, 2010

Here’s a podcast of a story I told on WBAI on the Next Hour in January 2009. I had developed the story in a workshop I took through Narativ and was invited to tell it as part of their “storytelling circle.” The story is true and follows the rules of Narativ’s techniques. So have a […]

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