Hi everyone. It looks like Oxford is going to let me go HOME with hospice and medical care from Calvalry, until such time as it gets too much for us, and then we'll pack ourselves up and go to Calvalry itself. This seems like a good solution since I'm fairly self-sufficient right now and we can get help for the moms.
Apparently Oxford didn't think I was sick enough to go to hospice yet??? What the fuck. Anyway, the move may be imminent so stay tunesd.
xo L
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Leah-- I hope you get to read this. I'll keep it short for once: I never stop thinking about you.
Hi Leah,
This news sounds as though we in the Valley and hills of Western MA will be able to see you soon -- and that is wonderful news. It will be good to have you back "home."
Love and White Tara prayers,
Nancy Braxton
Hallelujah !!! i am happy to hear this !!! ;-) Love You, Leah !!!
(P.S.- the website looks great !!!)
Leah -- me too, what roseanna said. I woke up with you on my mind this a.m.
xoxoxo
Rachel Simpson
Leah -- me too, what roseanna said. Thinking about you all the time.
xoxoxo
Rachel Simpson
I too am with Roseanna and thinking of you always. HOME is good news. The Web site is terrific.
how did I only just now realize Leah backawards is heal? And jumbling your last name reveals yarn. Don't writers spin yarns? I would give anything to heal my favorite writer...
well, not EXACTLY backwards
Hi Leah, Was thinking about you and your moms and thought I would check out bravenewfrickenworld to get an update. I am thinking about you, not too clear where all these places are that you are to move to, but I hope you are being well looked after. I will email your mom as well. Lots of love
Marie (currently in Wales, but from Northern Ireland, or Norn Iron as we say)
I can't be around to sit Shivah. I suppose a special someone would rather not have messages left here, but I have no other place I can visit. I hope she forgives me. I wish I could be there.
I will spend the next seven days conducting my own ritual of remembering the greatest, most generous, perceptive and funniest person I was lucky enough to meet in the past few years.
I think that special someone would find it touching that you are visiting her here and joining the shiva in the only ways you can.
We were all lucky to know Leah.
Across the Atlantic, there are folk thinking of Leah, her mothers, her friends, and filled with sadness that she is gone, and bearing you all in mind. An Irish wake is a bit like Shivah, when my husband died it was a public holiday so the wake went on for six days. It was good but exhausting. Lots of love to you all, your friends in Ireland and in Wales and in France are holding you in their thoughts.
Love
Marie
Leah. I hear that many people who love you very much witnessed a beautiful shiva. I wish I could have been there. You are truly loved and I am a bit jealous of all the people that got to share so much time with you. A little birds told me I could get a copy of your writing. I will have to follow up on that. I should read it all every year. I've watched Last Call more times in these past months than I can recall. I will always treasure that.
Missing you more by the day
Tim
...just stopping by. Glad to see this blog is still here. It is strangely comforting.
I'm so sorry we didn't do a better job the other night. I kept apologizing to you all night in my head. And I kept hearing your voice saying, "Why are you even bothering?" The fact that I knew you for only a short time doesn't make me any less of a friend, and it doesn't make my grief for you any less real. And it doesn't make my desire to keep your work and your memory alive any less genuine. I just wish your mother could understand that. And I wish that your enormous clique of friends could understand that too. I wish I could meet with people who knew you and talk about you and remember you the way we did at the shiva, but there aren't very many people around who remember you. And that makes me very sad.
Today is the 5-year anniversary of you leaving us. I haven't forgotten you. I've moved on, but I haven't forgotten you. Approximately 6 weeks after you left I made a new friend who shares your name. We've had many musical adventures together and I like to think it was your way of compensating for the musical adventures we could have had if you'd been able to stick around. Gonna go listen to some punk music now.
Seems hard to believe it's now been 10 years since you left us. I'm sorry that we never had a chance to develop our friendship. I'm sorry for anything I may have done or said to annoy you while you were here. And I'm sorry for whatever I did to your mother to make her so angry.
I think fondly of our collaboration of your play “Debt”. I still have my tshirt. I miss you everyday & think of the absotively amazing times we shared, how privileged i am to have known you. I fully deserve every bit of guilt i feel to this day for being so damn arrogant & self absorbed to not have known what you went through alas it is what it is i accept all that and revel in the good times i have in my memory of you and the Fez and i resolve to live the best life i can at this point with you in mind. I will love yo Leah forever. You Rock everlasting!
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