Archive: January 2015

I have been writing letters all week.  Letters of grit and loss and letters of longing.  It has opened me and emptied me and left me feeling tender and in …

  It was the middle of a work trip.  I was in the middle of a hotel room. And in the middle of the deck, I pulled this card.  The …

But she did look back, and I love her for that because it was so human. Slaughterhouse-Five, Kurt Vonnegut Sweetheart, You, my love, are in for a wild adventure. What …

  What are the letters that you need to write? What are the words that you are ready to shed?  He wrote a letter in October 1945.  Just a few …

It was a morning I just couldn’t shake the funk.  I was restless and unmoored. Turning to the deck, I pulled this card.  The one that reads, flip the pancakes, …