The Long Way Home


Elegy
March 13, 2011, 8:32 AM
Filed under: Pennsylvania | Tags: , , ,

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In a strange turn of life events, my friend Jody’s mother died a week after my mother. I’ve had a crushing amount of love and support during this really hard time, but it’s almost surreal to talk with a friend who not only knows what you are going through, but knows it right along with you. If I had written this in a short story, I could hear my writing peers saying,”that couldn’t happen in ‘real’ life.” But life is this coincidental and I’m not sure when fiction became the blueprint for reality. It’s why I’ve been buried in fairy tales and mysteries since I left grad school, why I’ve stopped looking for definitive answers. Normally I go into a photo shoot armed with notes on what I plan to do. Once Jody picked up her ukulele I let the strings take over as she plucked a fractured tune. I listened to her sing.

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