We’re collectively reeling from losses and holding our breath for the measure of the sum which is yet to come to pass.
We’re waiting for someday.… Read More Someday
I am sick of pandemic living. I’m sick of wearing a mask. I have dreams about hugging people. I had a dream of eating a resplendent meal, indoors, in a restaurant and woke crying. Then I reminded myself that at least I had food on our shelves, a roof over our heads, and we are… Read More Unpaid and unseen.
Sometimes the simplest of answers are what we need for the most humbling of catastrophes.… Read More As simple as salt.
We all will face a health crisis some day of our own, or someone we love, and I hope we all remember that and treat others like myself with compassion. (P.S. Wash your hands!)… Read More The validity of pain.
We always live on in people’s memories of us. To be truly loved is to be remembered.… Read More Shadows and the sweet