“To love, to be hurt often, and to love again – this is the brave and happy life.” — J.E. Buckrose Like an outage, where the power blinks off, only to return a moment later, Valentine’s Day arrived yesterday, then disappeared. Here, then Poof! Hasta la vista. See you next year. I’m pretty sure a lot […]
The Thing About Gratitude
Thanksgiving is gone. It left us on Thursday. Me, I wish every day was Thanksgiving. I love the notion of gratitude, and the way that that one day gives people the courage to be vulnerable, to say sober what we might not otherwise. I’m so incredibly happy you’re in my life. You make things better. […]
The Thing About Mentors
Is everyone should have at least one, at all times. The other thing is: It’s up to you to pick them, not the other way around. When I was in the corporate world I had dozens and dozens of mentors, all unassigned, except by me, for me. My first was a woman named Carol who […]
The Thing About Friendships
Is meaningful ones can be hard to come by, and they take work if they are to remain meaningful for any extended period of time. Me, I live in the boondocks. On a lake. There are eagles and beavers. Lots of trees. Deer. It’s beautiful here, but it’s also very rural and, for the most […]
The Thing About Birthdays
It’s my birthday, but the clouds are offended again because of something I’ve said or thought. Their bellies are full of dark-sick, gauzy vomit, pushing away the sky which doesn’t remember I’m nine today. People are talking about the moon, how there are men on it for the first time, but people have told me […]
Glass Boys
I’m an old man now, but I was a boy once, and I saw things—adults with backward rollercoaster eyes, muddy backhoe faces, steel wool fingers, javelin forearms that could tack anything they wanted to a wall, a floorboard, a bed board, or a rusty bedspring creaking for rescue. I was a glass boy then, blown […]
