For reasons that I still don’t entirely understand — maybe it was just because I needed a summer job or maybe it was because she recognized the same perfectionist gene in me that had been her hallmark — my grandmother decided to teach me the ins and outs of accounting (she called it “bookkeeping”) when […]
When we were dating — and then, later, during the early years of our marriage — my wife kept a box full of mementos, an accumulation of various items meant to mark this occasion or that. Movie tickets, concert passes, mix tapes (yes, kids, we used to make mix tapes), letters, notes, and Hallmark greeting […]
Not long ago, I wrote about the loss of our friend, Michele, to an apparent drug overdose. [You can read that post, called A passing., by clicking here.] I wrote about how, since Michele’s death, I’ve thought a lot about her last hours. Specifically, I’ve debated whether or not it was her intention to end […]
Recently, an acquaintance of mine spoke about her husband’s suicide for the first time since his passing several months ago. She’d talked about his death before, tragic and unexpected as it was, eloquently detailing the pain left behind in his absence, but she hadn’t mentioned how he’d died. Now, with the passing of a little […]
Sometimes I ramble. 