the secret lives of parents
For as long as my children have lived they’ve assumed that I have only one parent, a mom. I didn’t have a dad because I never talked about having a dad. I never talked about having a dad because, in...
View Articlevery “deep” reflections on my very broken Kindle
The odd thing about loving something when you’ve loved it is this: It’s not until it’s gone that you realize how much you really loved it. I had this old shirt metaphor in my head at my dad’s funeral....
View ArticleIf it’s important to you
You know the saying, “If it’s important to you, you will find the time”? It’s true. If something is important to you, you will make time to do it. I want to do a lot of things. I want to write more on...
View ArticleGreat love, Great Grief
I once didn’t know what to say to someone who was grieving. Grief, I thought back then, demanded authentic responses. Heartfelt ones, accompanied by tears or in the least, sustained eye contact. And...
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