the awning
The first time it was clear to me that I was not part of my own family was the summer of 2005, six months after Bobby and I had…
The first time it was clear to me that I was not part of my own family was the summer of 2005, six months after Bobby and I had…
This post was originally written and first published in May 2013. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Amazing grace. The words “lost and found” always make me think of amazing grace. Not of…
My cousin Catherine was born with a heart defect. She began having (then-experimental) surgeries to correct it at the age of two. She had many such surgeries and spent countless…
“DITTO!” was all it took to bring tears to me eyes. You wouldn’t think one word at the end of a tweet from someone you don’t “know,” retweeted by someone…
In the summer of 2012, I was cracking up (not in a good way). I didn’t know whether to laugh or cry. So I did both. Often. And intensely. Things…
Life breaks my heart. There it is land-sliding Down my lover’s shoulders When we discover death in the backyard. Life dissolves my heart. There it is flowing in the river Of…
I write. I write a play. A book. A blog post. A dozen blog posts. Hundreds of blog posts. Articles and particles, bits and pieces, nuts and bolts. A lifetime. I…
According to a happiness test I once took, I score highly on the “happiness scale.” But I don’t often feel happiness. Rather, I frequently feel joy, which for me is…