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Steve Goldberg's avatar

Your mentioning of Laurie Stone’s writing immediately flicked on a lightbulb of why I have so loved your writing. You both share the gift for getting to the gooey center from directions both familiar and brand new. I don’t know either of you personally, but through your newsletters I feel a deep connection that transcends the physical.

So many lines in this piece resonate. I wish I could highlight them all. Especially the lines about your mother’s dementia. Dealing with that situation currently with both my father and aunt.

But for some reason “I can’t remember if eating eggs is good or bad” is standing out the most for me. Trying to determine whether knowing why matters.

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Dennis Mills's avatar

Of course your comment on the validity of eggs reminds me of the Woody Allen joke from Annie Hall. “ It reminds me of that old joke- you know, a guy walks into a psychiatrist's office and says, hey doc, my brother's crazy! He thinks he's a chicken. Then the doc says, why don't you turn him in? Then the guy says, I would but I need the eggs. I guess that's how I feel about relationships. They're totally crazy, irrational, and absurd, but we keep going through it because we need the eggs.”

My Father loved eggs. Of course he died of congestive heart failure, so his recommendations only carry so much weight.

I’m so glad you are reading my posts.

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