15 to Life

What does 15 years of marriage look like? 15…is. It is. 15 is like breathing. I don’t know any differently, only the space your body leaves for me to roll into. 15 years is fewer sharp edges to cut or slice. 15 is soft enough to absorb and blunt. 15 years is difficulty telling where I stop and you…

An Otherwise Ordinary Day

My father died in the early hours of an otherwise ordinary, August day. As his body lay still, no longer hostage to late summer stickiness or mosquito whine, I was three states and a thousand thoughts and moments away. As the last thread binding him to me, to us, to this place and time finally…

The Evolution of a Blog (Happy Birthday)

If you have a child, know a child, or have ever met a child; if you’ve read a book or watched a movie that included one, you will recognize how much changes in that first year of life.  That soft pile of flesh, so pliable and yielding at first, changes into a walking, talking being…

The Best Day of My Life

This month marks our 12th wedding anniversary. Any anniversary causes you to pause and reflect, to look back, take stock.  Wedding anniversaries are no different.  What stands out in my memory about that evening 12 years ago, surrounded by a panoramic view of my beloved New York City, was that everyone seemed to be having…