autumn
on finding joy in the cooling nights and sparkly days
Hello my dear Musers
I hope this issue finds you well. I am on the tail end of covid with just a lingering cough. It hasn’t been as bad as the other times I got it, but I’m an impatient sick person and looking forward to being back out in the world. After another two glorious days of autumn, today feels like winter is nipping at my heels.
For the last five or so weeks, a pile of boxes in my office have weighed me down. They’re full of memories, some mine, some not. They’re boxes from Mum and when she died, the four of us siblings spent weeks going through her house having to make far too many decisions while grieving and wrangling the other parts of our lives. At the time, I had a house of three Korean students in addition to my three boys and one of my sons was spiralling into a deep hole of dire mental health that would consume much of our time for a few years.
At some point, boxes were piled into my brother’s car and the…
