A year ago yesterday, I said my “unofficial” good bye to my grandma. The circumstances were a bit of a fluke. I had mindlessly forgotten my bag… Read more “I Am Here”
Life is funny, and tends to have a way of working out (for the most part), if we simply set our minds on goals and work to achieve them.
My Grandma. Here we are today. Saying good-bye. My heart is broken. And although I am grateful for all the time we had together, I know I will spend the rest of my life missing her.
When I was sixteen years old, a series of poor choices resulted in my getting arrested. The punishment designated by the court was 100 hours of community service, overseen by Reverend William T. Federici of First Congregational Church. Unphased and unrepentant, I showed up (late, of course) for my first day of service straight from the beach: barefoot, sand covered, and bathing suit clad. Rev. Federici said not a word about what brought me to his office, and set about drawing me a diagram detailing the direct connection between the mind and the heart. He explained something called “the heart of the perfection of wisdom,” and advised that I needed not just to open, but to empty the negative thoughts cluttering my mind. For a disaffected teenager, it was quite a concept.
I have a date with death: April 3, 2017. It’s not as ominous as it sounds, though – in fact I think it’s going to be a… Read more “A date with death”
Last week I had the wind knocked out of me when I learned of a childhood friend’s shocking and tragic passing. I’m stuck in the memories of… Read more “Comfort & Hope”
Twenty years ago, I walked into dog rescue quite literally by accident. While home from France for the winter holidays, I went with my bestie Carey to the… Read more “Ladybug of Love”
It’s never too early in the season to start talking about creepy Halloween-oriented stuff, amirite? I can’t say why, but I’ve always been intrigued by the more… Read more “I Started Looking at Photos of Dead Victorian Children Online. Here’s What Happened Next.”
Recently Honey and I have been decluttering the basement in preparation for finishing it as another living space at some point in the future. We’ve made great… Read more “Decluttering your history.”
My friend died last week. He was diagnosed with lung cancer 3.5 years ago, but underwent several courses of experimental treatment and was doing remarkably well for… Read more “My Friend Died”