Saying Goodbye (Eventually)
Whenever we get off the phone, we tell each other we love each other and my mother makes a point of saying, ‘Speak to you later.’ She says it every time, sometimes more than once. It’s a promise, and it’s a prayer.
Another Auld Lang Syne
I started 2016 pretty damned consumed with myself. Not selfish, per se, but I was fighting personal demons, struggling with breaking bad habits, trying to come to terms with difficult truths
Graduation Day
It was about fifteen years ago this month that I sat on our backyard porch with a cigarette in my hand and tears streaming down my face while a woman whose name I will never recall outlined for me by phone the extent of our three-year-old son’s “significant disabilities.
Love be with you. Happy New Year. Mother’s Day 2016
I mentioned in class yesterday that for many of us Mother’s Day is “fraught.” I didn’t say with what, because I figured if you understand what I mean when I say that, you can fill in the blanks yourself. Mother’s Day can be fraught with resentment perhaps, disappointment, pain, loss, frustration, sadness, envy.
Auld Lang Syne
So I had this moment of pure self-hatred today when I opened an app I hadn’t used in months and found my “resolution list” for 2015–only to see how much of the list I did NOT achieve, how much I’m still hoping to accomplish in 2016,
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