Live to Work, or Work to Live?
I’m with my husband, daughter and son—my family—for a ten-day trip to England and Wales. As I write these words, I feel a lump in my throat. Lila is 18, and in late August, she’s off to college. Johnny, almost 16, also has his own busy happy life. It’s very likely that the four of us will never again travel as a contained unit. Tom and I seem to have done what we were supposed to do in that department—raised independent kids who are engaged in their own interesting lives, form successful relationships, seek our advice, but don’t cling. More to the immediate point: they don’t need us the way they used to, and they don’t like being dragged around any more than you or I.
This one is just so lovely. It feels real and alive; uncensored in the best ways. Congratulations on riding the waves of emotion until they flower in the most beautiful ways.
Wow, Nerissa. This is beautiful. I love the line, “the overlay of you.” It’s such a lovely tribute to someone you obviously cared about very deeply. I am sorry for your loss.
Wow, Nerissa. This is beautiful. I love the line, “the overlay of you.” It is a lovely tribute to someone you obviously cared about greatly. I am sorry for your loss.
Hi, Nerissa
Been a long time since I’ve had the Nields experience live, but I keep up as best I can from Idaho
Danna Richards is a great talent writing a song a day for one year.
I think it would be so cool if y’all could meet up! (I wrote this on my own. She doesn’t know me!)
All good things,
Marty
Hi, Nerissa
It’s been a long time since I enjoyed the live Nields experience, but I keep up as best I can out in Idaho.
Danna Richards is a student at the Berkeley school who is writing a song a day for one year and posting them to YouTube. Of course, I think it would be awesome if y’all could meet up!
Thanks for all you do!
Marty, aka Tsugupe (old man in Shoshoni)