3 minute read
this newspaper clipping
A FEW DAYS AGO, I mentioned I was tackling the huge project of scanning (digitizing) all my photos (and other mementos), and backing them up box by box. Well…
Continue reading “life lessons my mother sent me”rewriting life after unimaginable loss
3 minute read
A FEW DAYS AGO, I mentioned I was tackling the huge project of scanning (digitizing) all my photos (and other mementos), and backing them up box by box. Well…
Continue reading “life lessons my mother sent me”
3 minute read
(👆In the photo: my father and me heading into my grandmother’s house in Miami, circa 1967.)
He died seventeen years ago today. And, as Forrest Gump said, “That’s all I have to say about that.”Â
I don’t feel sad or wistful. I’m like a wheat field, waves of beige sameness. Neutral, undisturbed, bending with the wind.
Continue reading “remembering my dad”
I have no more words. Let the soul speak With the silent articulation of a face.
– Rumi
He is the missing letter from every one of my words.
And, he is the lost words I seek.
Though words never can truly describe his essence, the sound of his voice, his wit, his loves, his promise, his unrealized potential…
Continue reading “the missing letter”