Turns out, I’m attached to freedom.
When “just a car” isn’t just a car
Category: Grief
When Grief takes a Twist
"Do we ever truly let go of the people with whom we’ve been intimate on some level? Doesn’t a part of them live on inside us forever?"
Show Up for Goodbye
But hospice is its own kind of limbo, isn’t it? It’s crowded with feelings, but offers no crystal ball to tell us how we’ll feel when that life is actually over.
The Needle and the Projects Done
What creative endeavor do you lose yourself in?
Smokey, the Old Canoe Paddler
Smokey was sneaky. Houdini-like. He was born under a “wand’rin’ star, or as Jim liked to say, he paddled his own canoe.
Groundhog Day…and Night
"Who are your people who give a shit that you’ve been chased up a tree and have nowhere to go?"
The Photo
When I decided to cut meat from my diet 15 years ago, the hardest to let go of was bacon. Specifically, Trader Joe’s uncured turkey bacon, but really, any kind of bacon. I also turned into a vegetarian snob, shunning any food product that tried to be meat. But a year ago I loosened the … Continue reading The Photo
The Raw Bits Remain
"His death is a part of our story, and like any good story, it never ends."
What is Family: A Listicle
You only miss the people you love...
Shaun Cassidy and the Weekend I Didn’t Know I Needed (Part 1)
"It’s not our job, in any relationship, to change someone’s mind. We don’t live inside their head."
