Being wired. Getting wired. The fight or flight response is wired into our basic survival instincts when threatened. Yuri survived a life or death scenario which we still find hard to believe at times.
A whirlwind from the last week of summer ushering in another season predicated by the light of the Full Harvest Moon. There were some milestone moments such as an impromptu excursion
Our dining table-turned workstation keeps our minds exercised while the body instrument heals. Most instances of the numerous medications and medical equipment are gone, replaced with a five-string electric violin, guitars, mixers, headphones,
A beautiful day– clear, blue skies. We remember 9/11 vividly despite being hundreds of miles and worlds away from one another’s sympathies.
It’s been the most unsettling time as I fell into the rabbit hole of primary caregiver during an intensive, and in those early weeks, an extremely dire situation that lasted for what seemed like an eternity
Our friends sent an invite to their wedding in Italy, hoping Yuri would be able to play his violin. I didn’t work out that way.
They might be called the Basement Tapes, Hurricane Irene Surviving Tapes, but we will decidedly forevermore, call them the Permafrost Tapes.
It was always a source of surprise and joie de vivre from the cashier before I went off bringing the Sunday crossword puzzle to the ICU every week.
It wasn’t long ago that he had to muster every ounce of arm strength to stand up. Getting up from a sitting position still remains difficult. Standing unsteadily, he had to relearn balance.
Living on a cul-de-sac tucked away in Sligo Creek Park, it wasn’t unusual to hear a loud dry crack and a crash.
One of these moments opened the door to Artody, Georgia, the Republic for a month-long film shoot about the last surviving members of the protectors of the Georgian Kingdom, the Khevsurian warriors.
I always loved Yuri’s voice. Still do. The richness in timbre –its musically sounding character and clean quality or his range going from warm-toned tenor to unwavering falsetto– so distinctive in its pitch and intensity.