The other day when I woke up, there was still a bit of snow on the ground. Wait. I just wanted to say that... Read More
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… on the real safari
One of the most amazing things I have learned about grief is that it can close us up tighter than tight. Chase us into... Read More
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on the memory seeds
Grief I’ll trust the softly petaled path Toward the Memory Seeds There I’ll nestle Dip a toe Run my fingers Through the cool, dark... Read More
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… on an inn, empty
“Sometimes when one person is missing, the whole world seems depopulated.” – Alphonse de Lamartine “Just one tiny human isn’t here, and the entire house... Read More
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… on flooding during the holidays (and…)
My friend Paige, makes cookies. I know, right? ‘Cookies’ just doesn’t cut it, really. She really creates edible art. But anyway, the other night we... Read More
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… on sticking the landing
I don’t usually write about news stories. I have… when they’ve struck my fancy. I wrote about the Batkid based on what I’d seen in the... Read More
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… on a couple of toasts
Once upon a time Delia Ephron wrote a book called Hanging Up, and then her sister Nora produced it into a movie. It wasn’t a... Read More
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… on quietly ponderin’ an old man’s shovel
That shovel above did not belong to the Old Yankee Man, no way… because plastic. But seeing it there, outside the back door this morning, reminded... Read More
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… on an opening
One of the most fascinating aspects of humans being is the fact that we dance in not just one, but a garden of emotions... Read More
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… on life’s strangeness and wonder
Even when I’m ‘okay’ with someone leaving, whether in life or in death, there is still pondering necessary. That noodling that happens when I... Read More
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… on death and peace
A very long time ago, Little Me approached the front door of my father’s house. I’ve mentioned this before. He had missed a few... Read More
