My father died 15 years ago. I was 18. I am in contact with exceedingly few people these days who knew him. Even then, that contact is sparse (no judgment, … Continue reading Happy and haunted.
Tag: healing
Biographical parasite.
Some days I feel light as a feather. Light with knowledge that there’s nothing ahead of me but to live my own life here. Some days I feel so heavy. … Continue reading Biographical parasite.
Grieving sunshine.
Sometimes in life you’ll encounter an individual who makes your whole world brighter just because they’ve come into it. Some people are pure sunshine. I’m fortunate to have met a … Continue reading Grieving sunshine.
Ghost story.
I’m a living ghost story. Or at least that’s how it feels sometimes. I’m not entirely sure how to pinpoint exactly when it happened. I used to think I knew. … Continue reading Ghost story.
Bonus Talk.
[This is a continuation of my previous post, find it here if you haven’t read that one yet.] This week on Wednesday I had a Talk with my second graders, … Continue reading Bonus Talk.
Hallmark holidays.
I hate Mother’s Day. It’s a bald statement, I know, but surely it is not a surprising one. I know I’m not alone in this, and I know how cynical … Continue reading Hallmark holidays.
Words.
Let me tell you about words. Let me tell you about LOUD words. About how if that’s all you’ve ever had in your ears, you have a stunted ability to … Continue reading Words.
Peace be with you.
Easter used to look like bright colors, bunnies and ducks. Like baskets, eggs, and candy. Like fancy dress clothes and spring flowers. It used to smell like ham and mashed … Continue reading Peace be with you.
Theft.
I’ve heard the phrase “own your truth” in various iterations for years, but it never really made sense to me until today. One of the most important things to me, … Continue reading Theft.
Bittersweetness.
This past Monday, I made a peach coffee cake. I often bake on weekends, but had decided to squeeze this effort in on a weeknight instead, so it would be … Continue reading Bittersweetness.
Journeys in the Dark 