Patricia Wild’s Blog

Small Thing/Great Love
Snow Squall Outside, Peace Cranes Inside Yesterday was disquieting. Morning snow squalls were quickly followed by heavy winds, so strong ...
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Room With A View
Thursday, a warm and sunny post-snowstorm day, while visiting my daughter and her family in Tarrytown, New York, I'd asked ...
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How It Ends
After listening to WellingUp.net's podcasts, my daughter questioned an important, fundamental decision: "Why did you begin the story with Rocco's ...
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Tea For Two Or More?
May I be a boring old woman who talks about her health? Thank you. Because what I'd like to say ...
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Muscle Memory
[Patsy Cline's salt and pepper collection, Patsy Cline Museum, Nashville, Tennessee] A wonderful surprise happened in 2018: I made two ...
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One Small Thing
I am delighted to report that the Friends Journal will publish my "Sweet Baby Jesus" on December 1st! And that ...
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My Public Charge Letter (First Draft)
[Information re Public Charge] To: Samantha Deshommes, Office of Policy and Strategy, U.S. Citizenship and Immigration Services, Department of ...
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Can We Hold All Of It?
Can we hold all of it? Can we both honor the war dead and wonder why, dear God, are we ...
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“Where To Begin?”
In the process of retrieving a much-needed toy from my granddaughter's stroller parked on my front porch, I'd stepped outside ...
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Be Peace
Saturday afternoon, I'd gone to the 70th birthday party for a dear, dear F/friend, hosted by her dear, dear ...
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Was it The Light?
My mother died a week ago. So many, many things I could and want to say about her; I ...
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Living Into What’s Next
Recently my heroine, Elizabeth Warren, declared that we would "use our pain to make power." Transformation happens. And change ...
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Like Water for Fish
Circling, circling Nick Cave’s soundsuits, I marveled how this African-American artist had transformed his rage, his fears, his searing pain ...
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Backlit
Having a loved one receiving "comfort care" is like being stoned—minus the munchies. Sometimes I forget and become absorbed ...
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Thought and Prayers
As I write this, the day after another September 11th anniversary, a truly terrifying hurricane inexorably approaches the Carolinas ...
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“Unidentified Artist”
My mother isn't doing well. Despite pain meds and massages and ice packs and the tender, loving care she receives ...
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Can We Talk?
Last week, after visiting a prisoner I see once a month, I was being escorted by a Department of Correction ...
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Being Grammy
For the past week I've been "Grammy." That this delightful grandma-derivation is both something my beloved granddaughter began calling me ...
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Tempus Fugit
This will be brief and, I hope, to the point: Several people have recently posted on Facebook that the extraordinary ...
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Breaking Through (?)
This morning I was having a wonderful, searching conversation with a dear friend when I heard myself begin a ...
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Bending That Arc A Tad (Maybe)
Yesterday afternoon I had the extraordinary good fortune to show up at two trials at the Moakley Courthouse, both ...
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Sitting This One Out
Sometimes I just want to sit on my front porch. Sometimes I don't want to read my emails or The New ...
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Touching
When you visit someone in a Massachusetts prison, what you're wearing must conform to a very long and very ...
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Thank you, Blanche
If you, like many of my friends, believe that summer reading = murder mysteries, please add Barbara Neely's amazing Blanche ...
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