Miriam Green
The Lost Kitchen
There’s an Alzheimer’s joke that goes like this: Joan and Stan are watching TV on the couch in the living room. Joan gets up. “I’m going...
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Miriam Green
- May 6, 2015
- 3 min
Seeing Red
It was the advertisement for the red toilet seat that caught my attention. What’s with that, I wondered, and why is it appearing on an...
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Miriam Green
- Apr 29, 2015
- 2 min
The Nakedness of my Mother
This is the verse that sticks with me from last week’s Torah reading: The nakedness of your father and the nakedness of your mother you...
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Miriam Green
- Apr 22, 2015
- 2 min
Emotional Transitions
It was so much fun catching up with my aunt Barbara—Mom’s real sister—who is visiting with her partner Brian that I almost forgot to...
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Miriam Green
- Apr 15, 2015
- 4 min
Big Girls Do Cry
All the gates of Heaven are closed except the Gates of Tears. Berachot 32b, Babylonian Talmud The best place to cry is in the shower. You...
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Miriam Green
- Apr 1, 2015
- 3 min
My Mother, My Teacher
There it is again. That small pause as I try to retrieve a word. Ah, ah, um, think. What letter does it start with? What are its...
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Miriam Green
- Mar 25, 2015
- 4 min
Mommy-sitting
How can I even describe the surreal world my mother inhabits? It’s like watching an artist paint an inexplicable painting yet still be...
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Miriam Green
- Mar 18, 2015
- 4 min
Time
How do we mark the passage of time? Yes, there is the calendar with its cycle of seasons, holidays, and birthdays. And yes, we are by...
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Miriam Green
- Mar 11, 2015
- 3 min
Fear and Loathing
When I presented Mom with her birthday present, I couldn’t get my phone to record her reaction. The present was a big frame with eight...
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Miriam Green
- Mar 4, 2015
- 3 min
Jewish Penicillin
When we were little, Mom would make us a crazy concoction of mashed bananas, sugar and milk to make us feel better. It didn’t matter what...
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Miriam Green
- Feb 25, 2015
- 3 min
Happy Birthday, Mom
What should we give Mom as a birthday present? What would she appreciate? My dad is taking her to a local production of Fiddler on the...
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Miriam Green
- Feb 17, 2015
- 3 min
Walking in the Rain
Mom and I walked in the rain today. It was a light rain, and as we ambled along, we sang rain songs. It felt good to be out, and when we...
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Miriam Green
- Feb 11, 2015
- 3 min
Elevensies
When I was growing up in Maryland, we lived near and frequented the Jewish Community Center of Greater Washington in Rockville. Next door...
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Miriam Green
- Feb 4, 2015
- 3 min
One Midnight Gone*
Today is my blog’s first anniversary. If I look back to what I was writing a year ago, I can almost make believe we are in a holding...
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Miriam Green
- Jan 28, 2015
- 3 min
The Near Distant Future
Of all the things that happened today, Mom remembers that I spilled my coffee. Yep. All over my bag, on the chair, table and floor. We...
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Miriam Green
- Jan 21, 2015
- 3 min
How Much is that Doggie in the Window?
“What do you think about us getting a dog?” my dad asked as I came in the house. Immediate reaction: That’s a great idea! Mom loves...
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Miriam Green
- Jan 13, 2015
- 2 min
Nothing but Blue Skies
“Look how blue the sky is!” Mom commented as we sat in the sun drinking our coffee. I’d been prepared to find Mom angry and out of sorts....
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Miriam Green
- Jan 7, 2015
- 3 min
The Grey Zone
I am riding on the bus watching the sky lighten incrementally. I’ve been up since dawn getting ready to meet Mom today. And now, when I...
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Miriam Green
- Dec 31, 2014
- 3 min
Taking Precautions
For some reason, I can never get the code right to open the door to my parent’s apartment building. I buzzed up to say I was there then...
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Miriam Green
- Dec 24, 2014
- 3 min
Blow, Blow, Blow Your Nose
It is impossible to be other than happy around my mom. When you’re blowing your nose for the umpteenth time and she starts singing,...
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