Soon I leave my neighborhood of eighteen years. Rare is the day I don’t mutter the words, “I won’t miss this…” That statement is a tired one and comes from a thoughtless place. For all its flaws, this home has been a good one. It’s the only one […]
She wore a black surgical mask, the nurse with the golden eyes. She introduced herself before I went under, though I couldn’t tell you her name. It was she who later woke me, told me all is well, and the response dropped from my sleepy mouth—your eyes are […]
This road only goes one way: the way it’s going. You can imagine it’s not so, that the road could veer this way or that; perhaps it could even turn backward and take you to places you’ve already been. Remove the idea of could from that notion, and you may […]
I never got to swim with turtles. This was one of lowlights from my first and second to last cruise, a dozen or so years ago. It was to be one of those guided experiences you pay extra for, the kind that are often underwhelming, but I believed […]
I knew a woman once; Beatrice I think her name was. Her final moments so well encapsulated my observations of humankind, I continue to think of her years later. The question came from her soon-to-be widower, “Are you scared, dear?” Beatrice didn’t answer, lacking strength then to speak. […]
“Vote Trump!” This from a middle-aged man in a Seahawks jersey, the same who moments earlier struck a boo-hoo symphony in the supermarket checkout line over the inflated cost of beer. The man’s directive is aimed at a pair of younger guys, twenty-somethings by the look of them, […]
His name is Navdeep, and he’s going to kill us. That’s the declaration of Andy, my traveling companion on this early morning ride share to the airport. Andy began his backseat commentary with, “Hey, that’s a red light!”, then graduated to “Dude, you’re gonna kill us!” We are […]
It’s time again for my annual birthday story. Writers sometimes talk of stories that write themselves. The older I get, the more elusive I find such stories to be. This one, however, did write itself. Channeling this tale brought me comfort; I hope it does the same for […]
Heaven is real. I’ve been there, and I hope to go again. Most likely, you’ve been to heaven as well. The thing about heaven is, as soon as you use a word to refer to it, the image slips away like vapor. In fact, by using the pronoun […]
In a time not long ago, in a land both strange and familiar, two brothers walked a path together. It was a path they used often, for it led to a stream where fish swam, and one of the brothers had devised an ingenious way of catching the […]
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