Category: Grief
Like Father, Like Son
When my phone rang early Wednesday morning, I saw it was my sister Shelli. “Sweet,” I thought. “She scored the weed we wanted for Dad to see if it would give him an appetite!” ... Read More
In the Land of “Oro Verde”
I have so much to say about my experience in Costa Rica (and I will), but for now I wanted to share images and info from the trip. Feel free to skip the text and just look at pix. The main export of C... Read More
A Letter from the Future
I wrote this letter to myself on March 24, 2011 in my diary. It was the week Ken was in the hospital before being released to come home for hospice care where he died on June 1. It was one day after o... Read More
Of Grit, Hope, and the Journey
I’m pretty meticulous when it comes to recording events—either in my diary or in my calendar. I like to remember things—good or bad. But maybe that’s the wrong way to frame it. I like to remem... Read More
Are You an Attention Addict?
“We are forgetting how to be bored.” At a stop light, we pull out our smartphones to check social media, the weather…something! In a doctor’s office waiting room with nothing t... Read More
The Quiet Day
This June 1 isn’t particularly sad for me…the last few haven’t been, per se. They are thoughtful days. And they are quiet days–meaning, aside from work I’m not overly com... Read More
Widower No More
There was a time when I never thought I’d be doing what I was doing. Ever. But it was happening, and I didn’t have any emotional reaction to it. It was time. Five-and-half years later, I’d reach... Read More
Of New Beginnings
Every new beginning comes from some other beginning’s end. Christmas approached, skulking around dubiously then receded like I’d never experienced before. I was happy to see it go. I was thril... Read More