In 31 days it will be a year since he’s gone, my father. It makes me shake my head to clear it when I realize that. How could that many days have come and gone? And so much life has already been accounted for that he’s “missed”. Weddings and grandkids setting off on their own …
I notice them. Almost every time. I feel them before I see them. And I start looking in corners. There’s a Velveteen Rabbit in here somewhere. I know that. Because I am one. We Velveteen’s, once we’ve been made free, always want to go back and find the others. When you’re still in your corner, …
I’m sitting here in my big green chair where God holds me close, watching my fake fire glow in my electric heater and unable to get myself to stop crying. Today hit me hard in the heart. I sat close up to a woman tonight I’d never met and she let me into her world, …
I fell asleep this Friday night on my couch with my girl, faithfully choosing to keep me company, laying on the other couch nearby. Couches, in the plural, are nice to have. They’re like rectangle friends scattered throughout the house. I used to have one in my kitchen because I liked the idea of collecting …
I told him that I loved him. Not in an “in love” way but in a way that says I know my heart well and I feel it wanting to learn him, to give and not take, to know if I will love him, to know if he will let me, to know if he …