On being an Eeyore with Tigger Aspirations
After spending a couple of days soaking up wisdom on Sarah's front porch, I returned home yesterday in time to walk Heathcliff, make dinner and drive to my evening writing class. For some reason, last night turned into a classic Eeyore v Tigger slugfest for me. It...
Anniversaries
This is a week of anniversaries for Keith and me: birth, death and wedding. We celebrate our 5th today with thoughts of how far we've come in partnership. Signs of success are easy to see: a house renovated and mountain house nearing completion, job changes with...
The Empty Chair
On the 10th anniversary of Gretchen's suicide, I am reading Kay Redfield Jamison's book Night Falls Fast. I admit that my quest for knowledge is somewhat of an equivocation. Although I seek understanding of my stepdaughter’s struggle and its impact on her father...
Summer Solstice
Today in the Northern Hemisphere, the sun rises high in the sky then stands still according to the Latin derivation of solstice. But it is overcast here, so I revert to memory. I see my father presiding at the head of the table, gazing out the dining room window...
Father’s Day
When we were young, my sisters and I always made Daddy breakfast in bed on Father’s Day. At sunrise, we would slip out the back bedroom window - as if my parents didn’t know - and pick field strawberries for Daddy’s cereal and wild roses to line his breakfast tray....