Dinner For Nine

I stood at the head of the table, wondering where to begin. I looked around at all the things I had come to know with such intense intimacy, but I still had no idea how they would react; I didn’t even know how to address them. I cleared my throat, but the dull roar of voices … More Dinner For Nine

To The Grievers: A Love Note

No one could possibly understand me Mine is different. Mine is worse Mine isn’t as bad Mine is too new Mine has been there for years I don’t like talking about it I need to always talk about it He was old so it’s different She was young so it’s different.

Thanks, Lil.

In a previous post I wrote that any time something happens to me that is good, I always thank Lil. If she is around up there, she has got to be the one behind any good fortune that comes my way. I thank her for the people in my life, both near and far. I … More Thanks, Lil.