After I made this post live, a friend strongly recommended I take it down. I haven’t had a chance to talk with her, to hear what she thinks, so I have it on hold until I can. If you’re curious enough that you’re willing to contact me to read it, please do. This entry isn’t […]
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Wish You Were There Photos
Project Digitize Old Photos has begun! Well, no actual digitizing has happened, but about a month ago I made room in the trailer for this new project; I grabbed a box of pics from my old house in West Virginia; and I bought a portable scanner. That’s as far as I got. Now that we’re […]
Wish You Were There: Road to Forgiveness
It’s been at least a year since I wrote in this personal series on grief, and I’m not really back at it here, more like wrapping it up. When we landed in Brownsville for this past winter, I began a series of therapy sessions called trauma therapy, with the goal of getting this grieving show […]
Mom’s Sea of Words
This entry is part of my personal series on grief, called Wish You Were There, that’s unrelated to travel. It’s been a long while since I wrote in this series, but Marcus texted me this morning saying that my mom sounded like she’d been cool, and by god she was. Then I looked at my […]
We Who Carry the Heaviest Loads Win
This entry is part of my personal series on grief, called Wish You Were There, that’s unrelated to travel. My mom and her sister and brother used to argue over who was going to pay the bill when we would eat out together. We’d be at Uncle Buggs’ favorite restaurant in Richmond, “Peking,” and my mom […]
You Would Have Been 29 Today
This entry is part of a deeply personal series, called Wish You Were There, that’s unrelated to travel. Today’s photo essay was created by Shana.
Sisterly Times
This entry is part of a deeply personal series, called Wish You Were There, that’s unrelated to travel. I’ve told some harrowing stories here about experiences I had with my big sister, Kim. I’d like to say we shared incredibly wonderful times, too, but really we weren’t that close (except for the whole blaming-me-for-suicide-attempts type […]
Mom in Decline, with Kindness
This entry is part of a deeply personal series, called Wish You Were There, that’s unrelated to travel. There’s so much I don’t want to remember about the last years of my mom’s life when she had dementia. How, at first, she hated it at the assisted living place. How her memory and functioning declined […]
That Time with the Tacos
This entry is part of my personal series on grief, called Wish You Were There, that’s unrelated to travel. There are a couple of weeks in my past with Kim and Katherine that I’ve wanted to write about but can’t find an angle in. Too many things happened in each week; there are too many […]
Emergency Helicopter to Martinique
This entry is part of my personal series on grief, called Wish You Were There, that’s unrelated to travel. When I try to write about my sister, Kim, and her daughter, Katherine, I come up with memories of absurd situations, stories I can hardly believe happened. Those two were very much alike: they both lived […]
