kaffeeklatsch

Half-Full

The Chicago air is crisp. Boredom is a luxury. Making time for kaffeeklatsch with my friend Matilda is a way of life. She and I hadn’t talked since before Christmas, so we were due to check in with each other yesterday afternoon for our kaffeeklatsch hour that turned into two. One fact about kaffeeklatsch: itContinue reading “Half-Full”

Tucked In

So that she wouldn’t be alone and the women who helped me care for her during her decline with Alzheimer’s could prepare for and enjoy the holiday with their loved ones, I brought my mother to my home for the extended Thanksgiving weekend. For several long and temporary nights, and because it was the closestContinue reading “Tucked In”

Dear Avid Reader, I invite you to pause whatever you are doing, pour yourself a coffee, tea or water (do you prefer naturale or frizzante?) and pull up a comfortable seat to Kaffeeklatsch. For over a year, I’ve tiptoed around my nameless blog in The Birch Chronicle while not posting as consistently as I didContinue reading “Kaffeeklatsch”