The "Thanks Again" Edition
This is the week for big Thanks!
First, thank you to all my friends and supporters of the Newsletter, particularly my unofficial co-curators Nancy, Karen, Julie, Emily, Kathryn, Pat, Diane, Monica, Esther, Kate, David, Jason, Jules, Gisele, Sarah, Carla, Jack, Daniel, Bonnie, Holly, and Chelsea, and many more. Also, big big thanks to Phelim, Dale, Lucy, Barbara, Robert (family curation game is STRONG, tbh)!
And thanks to all the mothers in my life. When both mother and mother-in-law go to the hospital in the same week, well that’s a big week. Big positive thanks and thoughts and yes, prayers, to my mother-in-law, Grandma Joan.
And also big thanks/gratefulness to Gloria, who many of you know personally and who my loyal subscribers know from frequent LZSP news.
On behalf of both grandmas, thank you NYC hospital system, for (relatively) excellent and (relatively) swift hospital care! I certainly remember when hospitals used to be so foreign and terrible and almost always bad news (except for the maternity floor). Now, the reality is that they’re very familiar and, when they’re not terrible, which they can certainly be, they’re very handy. How weird that it can become somewhat routine, that that’s where you sometimes need to go to get the care you need. It’s the other side of the mountain from the way too frequent visits to the pediatrician’s office. It felt like every week. Sometimes more! Those first few new illnesses are so dramatic and scary, and then, while you never quite get used to it, you know what you’re in for and, mercifully, are rarely surprised. I think it’s the same at the other side of the mountain, but with a different end game. Sigh.
The see-saw of the 95 year old brain and body is quite amazing. So even more additional thanks for Gloria’s amazing non-hospital care, for all those hours and days when we cannot be with her. Including, um, the years of the deepest, darkest Covid times. Remember when we were all banging on pot lids giving thanks to caregivers? I still am, in my mind, every day!! I was delighted to receive this missive yesterday from Anupama, a caregiver who Gloria has really connected with!
This is pretty much all you have to know about the last 59 years of my life with Gloria. The jewels of wisdom and the judgment come out in equal measure. Although, this is an exceptionally mellow phase of her life. I mean I am pretty well put together and think I have a pretty good handle on self-evaluation but it is nice to hear from her that, in fact, I am “drop dead gorgeous” and that every outfit I show up in, from post-yoga to pre-theater, is “stunning on its own, and no one could wear it like” me. Thank you, Mom!
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Excerpt: “I Was The Ideal Woman: the sexualized ideal woman you saw on the covers of magazines forty years ago did not know a penis when it was literally pulled out right in front of her face. Because the ideal woman was not a woman at all. She was a girl.” via The Cut