Everything is temporary

Everything is temporary

My father is in the hospital with pneumonia. Again. He’s been unwell for years. Late stage diabetes is a horror. In and out of comas, falling to the ground, hitting his head, losing a little bit more memory every time he recovers. His multiple back surgeries keep him...
Reading your own body language

Reading your own body language

I’ve spent a couple of days out flat: coughing, sneezing, and miserable. But this illness is cake compared to how I used to get sick. Like the time I was at the Minneapolis Institute of Arts for some exhibit I couldn’tmiss. I could barely stand I was so sick. I was...
What are you doing with your new year?

What are you doing with your new year?

Early this morning, I looked up and saw the bright, clear moon shining in the dark sky. Wasn’t it moments ago that she was full? But she wanes and the night sky darkens as she disappears again. And now it’s the New Year. It’s 2013 and we’re all still here. I...