RIP to Sam McComb III. He loved the beach, his family, a good laugh – and me. Early morning phone calls or knocks at the door are rarely omens of anything positive. Somewhere between 8 and 9 am, I heard loud knocking at my door, followed by repeated ringing of the doorbell. At the time,… Read More A Story on Loss
Date: 1.21.15 I decided to take a second walk tonight. Walking is my latest happy place. On my way home from Coffee Bean, I had a lot on my mind and glimpsed (about halfway between Coffee Bean and my apartment) a shadow sitting upright in the corner of a business’s driveway. I walked toward what… Read More Meeting Melvin
This April will mark two years since my longest-term relationship and engagement ended. At the time I would have acknowledged that I was profoundly sad and angry. Several months later, I can also say I wasn’t quite in my right mind. I busy myself with projects pretty religiously. Over the holidays and New Year’s break… Read More The Pictures in the Back of the Closet
