Learning to trust in the way of the Wise I never intended to spend three weeks in a row waxing on and off about my son’s lost “lovey”. But when cracks and crevices are creaked open within us, there’s space newly made to work through our…

Matt wanted to borrow a book before he left. I combed the shelves. Thinking of my friend. Thinking of what we had around the house. Lonesome Dove. Something by Toni Morrison. High Fidelity. Nick Hornby…Matt would love Nick Hornby. But it didn’t feel just. right.

I know he’s in this picture. I took it. I was there. I’ve seen him. But no matter how much I scroll down, he doesn’t show up. The page just cuts him off. He is nowhere to be found, even though I know he’s just….

I remember standing outside of Amy’s house. It was just 10th grade, but it felt like the rest of my life was unfolding. Dominoes doing gymnastics all down my spine. There was no way I was gonna do something to end this relationship. And I…

The first time I took Abe to the ocean, as soon as sunset came, we were off to the edge of the sand and immediately plunged into the evening tide. As wave after wave after wave came, all my 3.5 year old son wanted to…