This is my aunt Shade. I called her Shade Pupho. She was my father’s sister. The one with the big heart and the infectious laugh. This weekend she lost her battle with cancer, a disease that stole her body but could never steal her beautiful soul. The day before...
Paul, John, Ringo, and George sang, “will you still need me, will you still feed me, when I’m 64?” but nowadays people are living to be 94, 98, 102 years of age. We know this is partially thanks to the powers of modern medicine, but what does it...
I have been unable to write for the past few weeks. It’s not that I don’t want to write. I love writing. It lives within me at all moments of the day. It is like an old friend that will always know my heart, completely. But lately, it has been hard to...
For the past few weeks I have been listening as friends and family share their concerns with me. They want my advice and I will always give it readily and always lend them a shoulder to cry on. But lately I have been pressing on my own shoulders. Through the practices...
I am walking through a field of dragonflies. The hum of cicadas lingers in the air. Today I am spending my lunch break here, with my heels digging into the dirt. It doesn’t smell particularly nice and it’s hot, but I know this is exactly where I need to be...
