Meera announced to me on Saturday, March 1st, that the first documents
for initiating her divorce from me are ready and she needs me to go up
to Union City to sign them.
my heart. I love her as much as I did when I fell in love with her
more than 17 years ago. I love our family and it breaks my heart to see
it torn apart this way.
It has been a grueling 16 months. I
feel I did all I could to reconcile with her and repair our marriage,
but, from what I can tell, her resolve to end it was sure and unwavering
from the day she asked for a separation in October 2012.
Meera is moving on with her life, but will continue to share the
parenting responsibilities with me. I will continue to do what I can to
support her and encourage her when that is welcomed by her and
appropriate. I also resolve to give her the space and distance, and try
not to impinge on her peace of mind, her freedom to live her life, and
fulfill herself according to her needs and desires.
continue to keep the lines of communication open to the best of my
ability, and strive to understand her needs and feelings when she
expresses them, and refrain from imposing my emotional burdens on her.
I will continue to love her, and wish her well. I will strive not to
encroach on her life and pursuit of happiness when I'm battling with my
I will continue to honor, and love, and respect,
and admire her. Meeting her, the good years we shared together, the
creation and nurturing of our beautiful children, have been the most
fulfilling and wonderful experiences of my life, and I will always
cherish the blessings Meera's brilliant and generous soul have brought
The day began with Julian still asleep,
With thirteen minutes till his bus was due.
I thought, because his slumber was so deep,
Attempts to get him up just would not do.
And, being one who likes to take his time
To shower, dress, and look his very best
To send him out unkempt would be a crime:
Perhaps I’ll let him sleep and get his rest.
But no, I said, “Wake up!” and gave a poke
Then went to brew some coffee for us two,
While he, my son once bidden to awake, awoke;
His preparations in a flash were through.
"So I don’t miss the bus, Dad, would you drive?”
Well played, he was the first one to arrive.
This actually happened this morning, every word is true, except some of the quotes aren't strictly verbatim. Julian, who is 14 and has recently developed a taste for black coffee in the morning, has to get to the bus stop by 7:00. I woke up at 6:44 a.m. I woke him up at 6:47. I googled for a clock reading that time. Found a photo in a post by another blogspot user (a delightful early morning story as well). I cropped the photograph and decided it looked better in negative when after I accidentally flipped it.
Meera Mitchell and I no longer co-host Musica della sera, a humble classical music radio show once heard on Thursday evenings on KUSP FM, Santa Cruz. the PTB thought we were no longer viable, so we five weeknight classical programs were just wiped out by fiat. by the ruthless emergency manager, Lee Ferraro, from Milwaukee and Pittsburgh. I quit before I was fired. KUSP has been kidnapped by this exploiter of our financial straits, a most disagreeable man, who shows contempt for the ways and tastes of Santa Cruz and Monterey County citizens. Wants to contort them into a more portable gruel for global mass consumption.
Check out the playlist page, and the other Musica della sera blog entries. The Board of Directors love the work he's doing. Not big classical fans, I guess. A lot of Talking Heads hexed them. I like Talking Heads, but I know my limit.
An audio file of the most recent Musica della sera program can be found on the KUSP Music Show Player.
Father of two boys, Julian and Gabriel. Sadly, their mother Meera and I have begun the process of getting divorced. Find me on Twitter. Erstwhile composer of palindromes, inventor of the word niebling, which is a quaint and useful gender-neutral term for niece or nephew, and once active on the photo sharing site Flickr as I, Puzzled, photos from which I'm inclined to blog here at whim and random. Check out my latest photos/recent uploads or do a random shuffle.
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