2020: Blessing or curse?

It’s much too easy to light a match, toss it over my shoulder with abandon, and watch 2020 burn.There’s enough… Read more 2020: Blessing or curse?

No tissues

“Mama, I thought you were leaving!” Maggie looked up from her short stack of wooden blocks where she crouched, smiling,… Read more No tissues

My love for crimson clover started my senior year in college. I’d never really paid them much attention before then.… Read more Gumberries

If I had a dollar for every cynical, ungrateful, and whiny social media post I’ve seen about 2016, I’d be covered in… Read more 2016 gift list

Grief is nearly a person. He pulls up his small rickety wooden chair and sits quietly beside me. He is… Read more Grief, personified

In memory of my friend Tara’s father, Jerry, who recently relocated to The High Resting Place, and in celebration of… Read more Platitudes

“Walk. Chalk.” Each morning, as the hands on the clock tick and tock their way toward the number nine, Maggie’s… Read more Walk and chalk

There’s a reason so many old men sit down by the river after they retire for hours each day, staring… Read more Keep fishing

When my friend Bruce invited me to his concert next weekend, I was stoked—and then immediately felt totally bummed. His… Read more Choosing not to

Tuesday didn’t seem extraordinary in any way. I woke up to the sound of my baby calling for Daddy.… Read more The life I always wanted