Posted in June 2015

listening

listening

{image is a photo of me and Brooke at my dad’s last week. She is in the middle of a Chipmunks script. We are laughing.} I used to believe that my job was to speak for my child. I did not yet know that it was really to listen. To listen to her. To listen those … Continue reading

for noelle

for noelle

For Noelle Dec 25, 1958 – June 5, 2015 56 years were not nearly enough Good evening and welcome. To those of you whom I have not yet met, I am Michael’s daughter, Jess, or, as both he and Noelle have always called me, Jessie. Although I am not in the least surprised to see … Continue reading

dear dad

Dad, I’ve been dreading this day. The day when the patience of life’s demands finally ran thin and, no matter how much I want to stomp my feet and stop the world, I have no choice but to attend to them. The day that I have to go home. The past three weeks have been … Continue reading

the light 

For years, I have said that even in the darkest night, there is light if you look hard enough.  Early in this horrific process, I decided that I’d been full of crap. That my view of the world had been naive and my optimism quaint. But now, in the center of this storm, I can … Continue reading