Letting Go Gracefully?

Letting Go Gracefully?

I’m tired of letting go of the things “not meant for me.” I chose to let go of someone in the last few days, a relationship that mattered to me. Why? That’s irrelevant. It was necessary. It is painful. I was browsing Facebook (thinking, foolishly, that perhaps my...

Ministry of Presence

Ministry of Presence

I didn’t know the boy who had been killed in a car accident returning to college after Thanksgiving break. I don’t even remember his first name. And yet, the afternoon his death was announced in school, I found myself sitting with his mother and holding her hand. His...

Passing for Proper

Passing for Proper

At the end of a school day early in my seventh-grade year, I walked out of the air-conditioned building into the hot sun.  Directly in front of me were lines of nearly identical station wagons, moms and daughters all looking as if they'd been formed in the same mold:...

Acknowledging Reality

Acknowledging Reality

The wind whispered to me… Acknowledging what’s real can be complicated. Not because the situation is complicated. Maybe it is, but generally the reality of it is not. Not because we don’t know what’s real. I’ve found that I usually do know what’s going on, even when I...

Sister lives

Sister lives

Sister lives are the lives we could be living if we’d made different decisions. For example: in this life I’m living, I have no children, but in a sister life, I married my college sweetheart and we started a family. In this life, I’m essentially sedentary except when...

Grieving the Living: My Dad’s Six Years With Dementia

Grieving the Living: My Dad’s Six Years With Dementia

Two conflicting emotions were woven inextricably throughout the six years between my father’s Alzheimer’s diagnosis and his death: love and grief. The love was simple and clear. It’s what made me willingly put everything else on hold to care for him, what made me...