Your Pain Counts

There is a thing we tend to do as humans—regarding our own losses.  We tend to discount them because someone, somewhere has a loss that is worse than our own. I think that if you were a child and you lost a parent, there is very little out there that feels worse than that.  So […]

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Running from Ourselves

We remember our life and our self often in a pool of golden light—perfection. We want to get back there but we know that wish is futile.

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Invitation to Exist

She has been gone for over forty years, but I can shut my eyes right now, right here…stop writing for 20 seconds…and though I cannot see her face in my memory of images, I can feel the softness of her skin under my fingertips.

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