In the chaos of the last couple of days, two moments. Brooke often uses her favorite shows as a way to process and understand the world. It’s a brilliant strategy, really, reformatting that which is otherwise frustratingly shapeless, conceptual, intangible into the well-defined and relatable structure of a television show or movie. As such, this … Continue reading
Ed note: My dad asked me to write something to read after my grandmother’s funeral today, when we will gather with family and friends and those who she held dear. Nothing I could write could possibly be enough. There are far too many stories, too many memories, too much love to wrangle into words written … Continue reading
~ ~ That beautiful lady up there in between my girls is my grandmother. She is ninety-three years old, and although she tells me that she has begun to feel her age, she doesn’t show it. What she does show us – all of us, is how to live lives that we can hang our … Continue reading
