Photo by Denys Argyriou on Unsplash My sad months highlight Genuine, prevalent loss, Our collective pain. The way in to empathy with another person may be weird, but at least you showed up. Maybe late, maybe mussed up, but you’re there. You arrive as your most brilliant and messy self — the only one that the other person… Continue reading Everybody Loses Sometimes
Photo by José Ignacio García Zajaczkowski on Unsplash That title stakes a claim. It stakes a claim to valuing some hardship as a way to grow, to deepen, and to overcome challenges that look impossible daunting horror show at the beginning. The trick is to see a hardship as valuable. If you do see it as… Continue reading Don’t Be Afraid To Struggle
Photo by Annie Spratt on Unsplash We’re going to need a bigger table… And more chairs and dishes and silverware and…. Somehow, we’ll gather at the table, eat and drink and make merry with friends near and far, familiar and not yet met in real life. There is plenty for all and rumor has it… Continue reading Grateful for All of Us
But not that one. Another one. Later on. Much, much later on. Photo by Mike Labrum on Unsplash Now’s not good. Later is no better. It is time. I know that. If you must go, know you’re loved And brightened our world. Depending on the dog, their final days are… I can’t write it. I… Continue reading Die Another Day…
Photo by Braydon Anderson on Unsplash We live social contracts with one another. The contracts are marvelously powerful, convincing us that what we see is exactly as things are. They smooth the way, allow us to conduct our business, go our merry way. Except when they don’t work. That person driving 45 miles an hour in… Continue reading See the Person in Front of You, Not the Person You Expect
Photo by Natasha Bhogal on Unsplash It was two hours and twenty-four days since Charles had died. Eleanor shifted out of her kitchen chair, ran her hand along the back of his chair, rinsed out her cup, and flicked on the kettle. Tea made, it was time. Pulling on her raggedy sweater, she opened the door… Continue reading Pony in the Box!
Photo by Scott Webb on Unsplash Emptied house Gapes its anxious hope For someone, Anyone To move in and live with it, And bring light and love. A large, lovely house in our neighborhood is empty. Again. Originally, the house was built for a family with children, with four bedrooms, large kitchen, playroom, and gathering spaces.… Continue reading The Lonely House
