oh, daddy : thirty-nine years ago today.
One Year When I got to his marker, I sat on it, like sitting on the edge of someone’s bed and I rubbed the smooth, speckled granite. I took some tears from my jaw and neck and started to wash a corner of his stone. Then a black and amber …
happy birthday, daddy.
As always on Christmas Day, a remembrancer of my father whose birthday is Christmas. He would have been 92 today. Happy birthday, Daddy. Monogram your pancakes “Surviving a loss and letting go is only half of the story. The other half is the secret belief that we will find, in …
oh, daddy.
One Year When I got to his marker, I sat on it, like sitting on the edge of someone’s bed and I rubbed the smooth, speckled granite. I took some tears from my jaw and neck and started to wash a corner of his stone. Then a black and amber …
happy birthday, 37days!
Today, I am quietly celebrating the 12th anniversary of beginning this blog. Starting this blog saved my life, changed my life, changed my relationship with words and with myself. It opened up space for me to dive into language in a way the business books I had previously written did …
happy birthday, daddy.
As always on Christmas Day, a remembrancer of my father whose birthday is Christmas. He would have been 90 today. Happy birthday, Daddy. Monogram your pancakes “Surviving a loss and letting go is only half of the story. The other half is the secret belief that we will find, in one …
forever hold your penguin dear, in memory of Meta
Ten years ago this evening, a young woman died in a car accident here in Asheville. This is the story of her extraordinary leave-taking. Our job is to keep the dead alive by telling their stories. I hope you will take a moment on this autumn day to whisper the name, …
on the day we were born.
This post first appeared on Aug 16, 2006, was reprinted with an added third act from 2010, a fourth act from 2012, a fifth act from 2014, and now a sixth act from 2016. Happy birthday today to my dear Emma, born on my 33rd birthday. “Those who love deeply …
happy birthday to the real johnny.
I know I joke a lot about Johnny Depp. And I write about Johnny Unitas a lot. And Johnny Appleseed. And Johnny Cash. But the fact is that there is only one Johnny. My Johnny, Mr Brilliant, the father of our two amazing girls. And today is his birthday. (And …
oh, daddy.
One Year When I got to his marker, I sat on it, like sitting on the edge of someone’s bed and I rubbed the smooth, speckled granite. I took some tears from my jaw and neck and started to wash a corner of his stone. Then a black and amber …
i have a dream too.
Martin Luther King, Jr., had a dream, a dream worth pausing to remember on this glorious afternoon amidst the pomp and the circumstance. I have found as I’ve made my way into adulthood in this life of mine, that I share his dream. And I have dreams of my …
